The sun

Have you ever wondered why the sun’s light can warm you so tenderly but burn so hurtfully.

I’m not talking about the sun.

Have you ever wandered around a park alone and felt tranquil, yet filled with fright as soon as the sun disappears.

I’m not talking about the sun.

Have you ever been sundered from the sun and felt refreshed in the cool wind, yet felt longing for the warmth of its rays when you’ve been absent too long.

I’m not talking about the sun.

I’m talking about him.

You have been revolving around him for too long and now you depend on his warmth to survive.

He helps you grow, but also lets you shrivel up like an orchid on a Texas summer day.

He hurts you and you heal physically, but mentally the scars burn brightly.

He leaves you and the coldness is exhilarating, but a minute more and you freeze.

I yearn for the sun when it is gone too long.

Yet I wish for the clouds when it stays too long.

The sun can be your friend, yet it can also be yout enemy.

It is your decision as to which one it will be.

Side Note: This is for you to interpret it any way you wish, but I saw the relationship of a single mother and her young son navigating the troubles that life brings.