Our Sky Has Two Moons

"Fold the sheets and let Paris cuddle London."

Has anyone involuntarily made you look around yourself and notice the flaws in your perfect world? Have you ever given anyone the opportunity to make you acknowledge and follow the moon in your sky?
I have. While I was struggling with my friends' manly egos and my parents' bad life choices, I have given him, a stranger, a free pass to the highway of my mind, and instead, I took the slow road of his soul. We had no idea where that trip would take us.
But, the flaws of my life – are they still flaws if I grew to fall in love with them?
And what about the moon to follow – what if my sky was impossible, what if his was too? Is that why we made our own?
We had two – no, one shared chance to change our lives. (Or, I'm sure we've had more; but only one we wanted, only one we took.) So we ordered our dreams and paid for them with loyalty and ambition.
Falling in love with each other was on the house.