Where the Moon Remembers Us

"I haven't seen you drawn anything else beside the moon. I find it quite weird to catch you up on the balcony watching the moon every so often."

I keep all the materials in their place such as the coloring pencils and the sketchpad in which almost nothing has left to fill the pages.

I moved a little closer to her so she can hear what I say.

"Listen."

"I remember when I was still a kid; it was during mom's funeral, I was crying when suddenly a seemingly old man approached me. He said:

"Son, you see that moon?

beautiful...,isn't it? The moon may appear to be lonely out there, but it still shines against darkness."