Chasing the Moon

by S.M. Soto

Selenophile: (n) a lover of the moon; someone who finds joy and peace of mind from the moon.

We are star-crossed lovers, never meant to be. He is the sun, and I am the moon. I’ll always chase him, and he’ll always run.

He is the day. I am the night. He is the sun. I am the moon. We’re opposite souls, yet we’ve found our way to each other despite that. I just hope there is a way to coexist peacefully.

I’d chase the moon and bring it to you if I could. I’d handpick every goddamn star in the sky if it were possible, and I’d do it all for you.”

“You once mentioned that you looked at the stars because it was like staring up at dreams and endless possibilities. You’re that star for me, Selene. You’re the entire goddamn universe, consuming my orbit. Consuming my every thought.”

I thank my lucky stars every single day that End decided to chase me—to chase the moon.

We belong to the cosmos, babe.

I love you, Endymion Black. Just as the sun loves the moon, and the stars love the night.”

Just never stop reaching for those stars, baby, and I’ll never stop chasing the moon.”

Our love is otherworldly. It always has been. We belong to the cosmos, forever me and my moon goddess.