magnetic forces of the sky

when i look at you, you glow. like a sunset, your beauty is so illuminating and eye watering. people light up with smiles just from watching you. your laugh is contagious. no one can stay mad or sad around you because your presence immediately pulls them out of it, no matter how frustrating it can be. your smile could light up a whole city of darkness. sometimes i think you were gift, sent from above, in disguise. unlike me, some people say i am a creation of the devil himself. we are polar opposites. you the sun and warmth, and i the gloomy storm that comes after. my darkness consumes the sky to the point where everything beneath me gets hurt. lightening strikes, wind blows, thunder claps. i am destruction. i refuse to let myself get too close because i don't want to infect you with this disease. the same way a storm creates chaos and disruption, it hurts people, so do i. i don't want to be like this, but it's my nature. i can't change it, so i push you away to protect you, because when i get bad, when my lightening strikes, it will burn you. it’s lethal and i refuse to be the cause of your pain. but somehow, someway, we keep finding a reason to stay, we keep finding our way back to each other. like a magnetic force so strong that it is taking every ounce of power left in me to hold them apart. no matter how badly they want to stick, they can't, i won't let them. every time they get just a little too close, i will be there between them, pushing them away from one another, for as long as i can, even if it crushes me.