She could not make sense of the things that were meant for her, but she was drawn to it all. And when she was alone, she felt like the moon: terrified of the sky, but completely in love with the way it held the stars.
Moonset ~print by Starstuff on not sure if it's watercolor but that's what it reminds me of This sky gives me an idea for an upcoming sidewalk chalk contest. Going to do a whimsical scene with a giant octopus attacking a toy boat.
When we first started talking he asked if I could see the moon. He said, "As long as you can see the moon, we'll always be close." When I'm not with him I always think of that and feel him close, knowing that we are looking at the same moon.