Revolving is okay. What I can’t take is rotation!!!
I was made to revolve around the Sun. I’m always at a fixed distance away from her. I know she’s there for me and I also know that she won’t just cease to exist in my life all of a sudden. Well.. at least not for another zillion years, that is. I can feel her warmth, her glow, her existence.. all the time. The truth is.. I am because she is. And yet we are not together. We both survive as separate entities complementing each others presence. She breathes life into my continuation and yet.. we are not together. By some cosmic turn of events, we are spaced apart and this distance will always be there.
Don’t get me wrong.. I’m not complaining. All this shit is actually okay. It wasn’t always so, but I’ve come to terms with it. I mean, come to think of it.. what other options do I have? Either I could break free from my orbit and hurtle into the darkness of perpetuity.. or I could plunge into her fiery depths and burn out. Well, both don’t seem too appealing to me. I’m kinda comfortable this way. That’s why I state “revolving is okay”.
But why do I have to rotate at the same time? Peekaboo.. now I see you, now I don't!! My life is made of days and nights.. and they keep coming at me. It’s just not fair. We face each other in the deadly game of sinful passion, and our emotions get scorched in the heat of day. We turn away from each other, only to experience the deafening tranquility of night. It’s no fun oscillating between these two extremes.. trust me.
