to the moon, my dear

Louis had always had a fascination with the moon;
thrilled with its spheric shape, enchanted by its dusty material.
To say he loved it was an understatement.
Since a child, his days were spent adoring the natural satellite,
reading documentaries and reports of it,
dreaming about its secrets- wanting to discover them all.
He'd never seen something so beautiful and mysterious,
until he saw Harry Styles.

Harry was in Love with the sea;
in Love with its foamy texture and its delicate waves,
in Love with the power it could withhold
and the shimmer it would give out.
He fell in Love with it's colour over and over again--
oh, how he Loved blue.
He'd never think he'd find anything that would make him fall in Love
as deep as the sea did,
until he met Louis Tomlinson.