She’s the sun, you think as you see her for the first time,
She’s the sun and you’re the cold, dark planet that’s stuck in her orbit.
But by some miraculous mystery, she gravitates towards you as if you were the sun and she was the planet.
So you push her away
Because you don’t deserve it.
She, who is filled with heart and soul deserves so much more than the monster you have become, filled with nothing but wretchedness and hate.
She, who spreads kindness and warmth, will run away screaming when she witnesses you, capable of nothing but hurt; scratching wounds to draw blood.
Still, she gravitates towards you; her light now shines in your orbit and melts some of the ice on the surface.
You try to resist it; your jagged icicles hurt her, your profound darkness brings the fear of God in her, and your sharp tongue brings her to tears too many times.
But she doesn’t leave. Her light still shines on your cold, dark planet. And you know that falling for her cannot be avoided anymore.
You’re stuck in a cycle. A never-ending cycle and you can’t get out. You keep falling again and again. And she’s still there. She’s always there. She’s never left
Because, you realize, later on, you’re not Beast. And she by every means is not Beauty. Your lives aren’t the cliché fairytales everyone looks up to. It's darker, scarier, colder.
As you finally let her in, you bring her down from that awful pedestal you placed her on.
She’s not perfect anymore. She has flaws and imperfections, some worse than yours, and she becomes more real. More human.
And so the cycle stops. You stop falling for her. You land safely on the ground, heart and mind intact. Your planet cold no more.
And it’s only after more tears and smiles and laughs. After proposals and yeses and I dos.
After cradles and baby bottles and the pitter-patter of little chubby feet. After everything she and you go through, that you realize.
She’s not the sun. She’s never been. And you were never the cold hard planet you thought you were. Your perspective was wrong. So very wrong.
She was she. And you were you.
No sun, star or planet could ever outshine what you were together.
And that was all that mattered.