Like The Moon

As a child, I’d sneak out of my house to watch the full moon at night. Though I like starry skies, I’ve always loved the moon and I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t mesmerized by its splendor and how it hung so still and it amazes me to realize that after all of this time, it is still the same moon hanging from the same sky…

She could not make sense of the things that were meant for her, but she was drawn to it all. And when she was alone, she felt like the moon: terrified of the sky, but completely in love with the way it held the stars.-Unknown