I am not your moon
I will not spend half my time in your shadow,
hidden from the light.
Only allowed to “shine” by reflecting you.
Only allowed to be my full self for a
few days each month.
I am not the one.
I cannot be content
to travel an orbit around you,
the Sun. A big star,
your many planets whirling about,
our paths crossing once every blue.
I am not yours.
I am a star in my own right.
Maybe not shining as brightly as you, and
with fewer planets, but a sun just the same.
My universe is not centered around you, and
I don’t expect yours to be centered around me.
I can’t be that chick.
But with timing and intent, two stars can
with their respective planets in orbit,
without colliding or falling into any black holes.
The sky is limitless, and I am many things.
But I am no one’s moon.