How do I explain to someone that, somewhere along the way, I made them the centre of my world?
My choices slowly became reflections of what they loved.
My next steps were shaped around the dreams they carried.
Perhaps that is what happens when you love someone deeply—
you begin to orbit around them without even realising it.
Like the moon around the earth,
I have stayed through every season.
Through the summers of anger,
the winters of happiness,
the storms, the silence,
and everything in between.
And perhaps that is where I forgot something important:
Love should not require us to disappear into someone else's orbit.
The moon has its own way of loving the earth.
The earth may never truly recognise the moon's serene presence, its vast distance, or even the lessons learned from its misjudgments.
Yet the moon keeps showing up.
It lights the darkest nights.
It softens the darkness.
It stays—quietly, faithfully, without asking the earth to notice every effort it makes.
So let me be your moon, because I want to bring you light without losing my own.
And you—be my earth, grounded, green and peaceful.
( A place where I can return, because home is where
two souls can exist in their own orbits and still choose to meet. )
P.S: Up above the world so high, have you noticed THREE diamonds shine ?
In your Orbit !