“Sunflowers only face the sun.
Hence the name.
You are the moon.
You won’t be the sun any time soon.
I know you think
“soon, soon, soon, sunflowers will look at me”
But that’s not a possibility.
You’re cold and grey and far away.
Your light is dim, grim and oddly beautiful.
That is true
The sun is bright, light, and beneficial.
Traditional views think it’s nicer than you.
Don’t get me wrong,
You are too,
But only wind and water get help from you.
I’m sorry,
But you will remain lonely.”
“I know.
I was just hoping so.
I’ll be quiet and stop crying.
Sorry for bothering you.”
