always your shadow.
always hidden.
your perfections highlighting my flaws.
I cannot stay here forever.
I will, one day, steal the sun.
I'll feel the heat and the warmth of its welcoming.
but for right now, I'm stuck here.
escape. escape. escape.
I dream of the sun.
why does he love you more?
why can he not shine upon someone else?
or maybe this is all an allusion.
you're not perfect.
why do the planets think you are?
maybe they don't.
maybe you redefine their light.
I'll get the sun.
but first I must let go of the cool grip of Neptune.
Neptune. Neptune. Neptune.
Forever alone.
Numb.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem