jealous of the moon

crazy how the answer to a question you didn't even ask can change everything.  when you asked, "wanna know something?" with that mischievous twinkle, i was thinking something along the lines of you did well on a test, had a funny story, or had fun plans for the next day, and my "yes, what!" reflected the lightness i detected in your voice.  your answer couldn't have blown me more away.  you trust me and i'm not sure i know why.  there is so much undiscovered, so much we don't know.  and now there is this thing, this answer, that i'm not sure i wanted to know.  not so much that it's bad, but that i don't want to face it and deal with it.  because i dont know how.  and it throws me off balance to not know what to do or say or feel.  

and so it simmers.