Periapsis

"Hey! She's closer to you tonight than she will be in 20 years!"
So I had heard.

I ran to clasp the door
And pull open the only barrier separating

Her
from
Me.

Little did I know how far my eyes were,
How cold the night air could be,
With the sky between her and me.
The curtains of condensation quitely flowing thorugh

What a sad night it is, no?
Cruel coinsidence, not irony
Behind those clouds you wouldn't flee
No, not this "inconsistent" soul

Because too many nights I've spent
Looking downwards, ignoring, lost
And you've shone down smiling, tossed
Your light my way so I could see
Where I've been, where I'm going,
And you did so without a thought
Stuck through my growth and my rot,
Through rain and dark you have shined
Even when you could not see me.

When I finally do look up
I see what you have done for me.

Believe me when I say that I'd
Tear open the sky for you, just
To see whatever face you have
Be it turned away from me
Or brightly smiling.

And would gladly shine my light
So you too can see a path through.
Whatever path you may take,
Whatever light I have,
I'd toss whatever I have to you.

I haven't exactly been seeing you,
No, not enough.
But sometimes it takes darkness
To truly see how much light you have.

I'll try to look up more often.

But truly, this periapsis...
It's no shame to me. No sadness.
Though the clounds make your image infinitely far,
We're still closer than two usually are.