I am envious of this moon that has caused yet another sleepless night.
I want to be worshipped the way that she is... I want to be marveled at and wondered about at night... I want my cycles to be honored... I want my fullness to be celebrated and for everyone to bask in my glow... I want my mystical powers to be acknowledged and revered... I want everything she has…
And she doesn’t think about me at all.