Dear Sol ☀️

You and I both know,
That this, by far, is not my first farewell.
I like to think that I’m a man of my promise..
Turns out that certain promises..
I struggle to keep all that well.

For those reasons,
I must endeavor now
to cut off at its root..
the final channel through which
I’ve been whispering to you
my humble truth..
For as long as I must.. to let my fire cool.
Until, over my passions,
reason finds its eventual rule..
We’ve danced this dance before
for many months, it’s nothing new.
But it’s the only righteous thing,
at this point, left for me to do.

Though not so long from now, in flesh and bone, myself you’ll see.
The man who wrote these many words of love for you.. it will not be.
In-person is the side of me that’s innocent..
on which you cast your heavenly light..
The darkest side of me..
not once had ever entered your holy sight.
The side of me that loves you blindly and madly,
the one that’s weeping for you bitterly and sadly..
As he writes for you, begrudgingly, this letter.
He hates it now.. but maybe soon his blinded eyes shall see..
That it was for the better.
From this point forward,
I shall take whatever measures that I must,
I shall endeavor..
To keep him locked away,
away from you,
forever…

Fare thee well then…
My prickly beauty.. My thorny rose..
My living work of art, to which no justice
can be done in prose.
My silent devil,
knock knock knocking
on the gates of hell.
My blinding radiance..
My inescapable gravity well..
My holy moment,
which never fails to make me whole.
My joyful wisdom…
My bright and giving Sol.

Humbly yours truly,
for as long as he can breathe..
your bright and humble satellite,
your blindly loving hermit,
Steve ❤️⚖️💀

P.S. was it good at least? 🤣