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I stared at the huge moon before me. I felt it staring back at me too.
"What will it be this time?" I thought to myself but i'm pretty sure it heard my thoughts.
Still it just kept staring back at me. I wasn't sure if the moon was holding back its tongue to torment me or if it was just as confused as I am. I tilted my head and expected the moon to mock me but it didn't.
Maybe in some ways it did. Sometimes I wondered if the sun was what kept a record on me and the moon just helped me stay awake for the disastrous that lays ahead. The moon was always here, watching me, watching us.
I gave the moon a faint smile as I directed my attention back to your calming soul. If I could lay a dozen white lily petals into your skin, I'd place a peck on you everyday. But I just can't reach out to tell you that I always wonder what you're up to.
Your pureness is evident but as I looked closer, you have suffered many battles of your own too. I looked at you so fondly as if im scared all of this will disappear one day.
I guess you seemed to notice my discomfort as you surrounded yourself around my body, with my head against your chest and your arms wrapped around my tiny figure.
"Would you believe me if I said even I was afraid of everything?" You mumbled against my hair and I felt a smile carve into your beautifully sculpted face.
