A celestial microfiction love story
I am the sun that shines through dreary clouds on a rainy day, spreading love on my terrestrial partner.
Joy in symbiosis.
I move from one end of the sky to the next, falling behind her.
It is dark and lonely; my tears evaporate. For I don’t like this side of Earth, she is cruel and distant.
She mocks me and ruins me and ignores me.
Then she spins and my love returns once again, full, bright. I spread a radiant yearning over her blue shimmery surface, laughing as I do.
Again, she turns away, as if I mean nothing. Now I’m furious and I scream, spewing anger toward her.
I’m instantly regretful.
When she spins back, I vow to make things right but she is scorched and ashen, lifeless.
I have killed her.
I am sorry.
I go supernova.
© Andie Ski 2019