With love, Luna

one sunday morning

I remember the time when I was travelling by ship. It was Saturday morning, and the waves were so high that the ship kept swaying.

I remember telling you that I was nervous, scared even. I guess travelling every week took a toll on me.

But I remember you telling me to close my eyes so I would not look at the waves, take deep breaths and lie down... and I slept peacefully for the first time in the ship.

I remember so many little things about us that didn't have any meaning to you but was so meaningful to me.