I called a star, |
it decided not to answer. |
I looked to the sun, |
but it turned its head away. |
I've fallen too far |
and I don't know what to do now. |
so I guess it's time for me to go away. |
I've been waiting here in darkness |
for my sweet sun to rise. |
I've been groveling in the blackness |
for shelter from the skies. |
The stars won't heed my calls |
and the sun won't look my way, |
And I've alienated the moon, |
so now I'm alone both night and day. |
I think I wrote this on 6/27/03 on the way home from Jenna's house
Jenna's the moon, Katie's the sun. It's been that way in another poem before, Jenna just seems moon-like and Katie just seems sun-like. And interestingly enough, I used to see Jenna all the time in the night and usually not in the day, and Katie and I have gone hiking and things in the day (though technically I've now also seen Jenna in the day and Katie and I often saw each other at night)