Areon101 Ary Poems

He is not the sun. Though it may feel like he is the star that you're orbiting, remind yourself, that you are the sun. And if not the sun, then Sirius, or Pollux, and of course Betelgeuse. You are the center of your own universe because you are what is most real to your own perception. Though this crush may be so intoxicating, so knee-weakening, so anxiety-wrenching. You will always be the one. Though insecurities plague your mind when awake, and nightmares when asleep. You will always be enough. Because the one day he is not here, you will be, beside yourself. Holding yourself together, with the pieces of the puzzle that keep collapsing and slipping through your hands. Though this infatuation may be so mind-bending, that you can barely function without a glimmer of hope for the future or a wave of fantasy consuming your mind. You must believe that what is truly good for you will manifest in the solar system you've created around yourself. He may not be a star that you're orbiting, but he is a star nonetheless. A star providing the light necessary for your growth, as if you were dying for a ray of attention. And once received, like a sunflower turned right away into its direction to bask in its warmth. But I understand. The need to believe, the need to fixate, the need to understand, the need to know, know everything. The comfort with feeling desired, the smile hidden within your heart every time the lyrics of a song make you think of him. Every time he texts. Every time you fantasize about him. Him. But he is not the sun. Though you beg for his attention, competing with the various planets, meteors, and asteroids, you yourself are also a star. With your very own planets, meteors, asteroids, stars, within your own galaxy. You are everything you ever wished to be, and you will be everything you hoped for. You are enough.

Though your heart beckons for his response and skips a beat every time you hear him ring. Understand that your emotions are intense. Intense. Just as intense as the gravity holding your solar system in place. That pressure that only you could feel, pulling everyone towards your heart, your core, your soul. Pulling everyone towards you. Except him.
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