“O, swear not by the moon, th’ inconstant moon..”

The man in the moon must really be missing me tonight because he’s glowing, bigger and brighter than normal; no longer hiding behind the fog of clouds or acting seemingly distant like the countless nights before. It’s almost like he’s trying to catch my attention, pull me back in and make me believe that he might be close enough to touch.

Forever my December.

As the music softly plays in the background, I grab my glass of Cabernet and watch the puff of smoke fill the air as it escapes my lungs. I’ll willingly give into him yet again, knowing he is the one who has loved me the purest because he has loved me the longest. And how could I ever deny something so magnetic, so captivating and so perfectly imperfect?..

You and I both know the others were just shooting stars, but you, you will always be my beloved but inconstant moon.

Published by vanessaariana

I am a free spirit with an open mind and an old soul. This online journal is an eclectic mix of all the things I am most passionate about. I cannot be defined by one label or boxed into one category and this site is a complete expression of that. It may not be everyone's cup of tea, but it's always true to who I am, vulnerable, raw and honest! Hope you enjoy!

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