Moon Sign

They said I was closed off and unemotional. Have they not seen the documented tears I plaster across my socials for them to see? To see that this tight-lipped and reserved moon feels? That I’m not as rigid and cold as they were once told to believe. It wasn’t until the screen cracked and the real me seeped out that I knew they were right. I showed them the me that I wanted them to see. A perfectly crafted form of a gentle and feeling soul. Enough to be endearing but not enough to drive them away. But the real emotions on the dark side of this moon are much cooler to the touch. Torrents of sleet and a hail storm bred to destroy all that come to close. I don’t let storm chasers close enough because there’s no catching and taming this storm.

Photograph by @griff7n