your secret moon.

when the skies are pink and orange and blue i’ll think of you. the sunsets you drive into when you’re a teenager and you marvel at when you’re a kid, the one color missing on the rainbow but you’ve always felt like it should be there. there you are, in my childhood, in my youth, even though i didn’t meet you until i was halfway there. 

somewhere out there, you’re living your life, yet somehow it’s intertwined with mine and i’m hoping and praying that distance won’t unravel our strings, not the kind that people sing about but the ones that are your shade of pink, the ones that are for the people that you drive into sunsets with, the ones that make you feel alive. 

pink is the color of the books i gave you for your birthday and the color of the album of your favorite artist, and i’ll always miss reading with you under clear blue skies and listening to the songs you send me because you rarely do. pink is the color of the cover of my favorite song of your favorite artist, because i listen to your music to remember you. 

sunset pink is different from rose red, because i don’t love you in the way people sing about but in the way family brings you fruits and saves the last bits of food because that’s what you do. and we’ll share food but we don’t share red blood, but we choose to share it. chosen family will bring you fruits and save the last bits of food because that’s what we do. and my family is yours and your family is mine, because that’s how tightly our strings are intertwined and man, every time they suggest we should hang out, i smile. every time your mom texts mine or my mom texts yours, i smile.  

i can’t stop splattering ink on these pages, with pink undertones and blaring blue on top, because it’s hard to miss you in secret. i can’t leave it alone when it wants to drip from my fingers, spill on printer paper until it’s full of words that i don’t know if i want to let you read. you know me, maybe more than i do, but we don’t really say this. 

the feeling of anybody, whether platonic or romantic, just perfectly fitting into the mold of your body - your fingers, your hands, your arms - is just so mesmerizing like we are made for each other? only a few people will fit the way you do. who else will be the right height to put their head between my chest and head? or vice versa?

they have your back and you have theirs, you feel comfortable with them like no one else, a smile appears on your face in the middle of a public place because of an inside joke you're reminded of.

sometimes i think about how i - and really, everybody - exhibit so many different aspects of different greek gods

so what if there's a character that was an accidental mix of all the gods

like some greek mad scientists of the time said 'i'm going to trick each god into giving me something with their godly dna, i'm going to mix it up and i'm going to create a super-demigod'

and you get this character that has the voice of an angel that can also charmspeak and sing and all that beautiful perfect pitchy things, also looks pretty and hot at the same time but exudes the light of the moon and yet they could shoot you with an arrow or lasers or daggers so so well (aphrodite/artemis/apollo)

their physical strength is on point, lean and beautiful, their mental strength is on point, intelligent and witty (ares/athena) and perhaps they've got a few powers from each of the big three, like summoning the undead and controlling water and being a good swimmer and being able to fly

or maybe some of those gods were impossible to get something from but a few was enough to create that super-demigod

the entrance would obviously have to say welcome to camp half-blood and thalia’s tree is there, along with peleus and the golden fleece hanging on it 

there's the amphitheater too. and there would be campfire sessions at certain times and there would be actors as will or anybody really and there'll be sing-a-longs

and as for claiming, it would either be a set time for a claiming ceremony at the ampitheater, where anybody can get claimed or maybe it's random luck if you get claimed (like the actors pick a person and be like aha you're apollo's kid!)

or there's kind of like an all-day place to get claimed, you take the little test and you get a certificate or something haha

there's definitely a rock climbing wall (personally lava would be great but that is a little too hazardous for disneyland) but there would be some sort of modification right, or at least make it an unusual climbing wall

there should be archery lessons (real) or it can be a ride, like that laser shooting one that already exists in another part of disneyland

THE STRAWBERRY FIELD MAZE

of course the big house. possibly have arcade stuff or special stuff in there, and of course food

and there are the cabins obviously. aphrodite's could be the merch place, hephaestus/bunker nine could be someplace where you could make something to take home

there should be a way we can make necklaces, every year they make a new bead and you get it the first time you come and when you come back the following year, you can get a different one

oh and back to the food point, there should be stuff like ambrosia and nectar, BLUE FOOD, a bunch of strawberry flavored stuff, fonzies... the goods