Two women stood facing one another
They were strangers
But they were familiar to each other

You are the moon, said one
It was not a question
Yes, the other replied, and you are the sun

What is it like, asked the moon, having your own light
I’ve never known anything else, the sun said, but I always see where I am going
And I am always seen too, because I am so bright

It sounds nice, the moon responded after a while
A silver tear rolled down her face
The sun smiled a sad smile

I don’t think so, she whispered, mostly to herself
I can never hide like you
Or choose to show only a part of myself

We should switch places if both of us are unhappy, the moon said
But she knew they never could
The sun looked down as her tears fell on her feet
Maybe one day, she said
They smiled at each other before returning to their respective places in the sky