I think a lot about the moon lately. I want to shout to all the people in the world, “hey guys, aren’t you seeing this? I mean I’m walking and it follows me like a shadow. I’m running faster and somehow it’s able to catch up with me. I’m driving slowly and, Oh boy, it’s slower now. It’s there when the sun sets. It’s there even when the sun is rising. We think it’s so close to us, Because we can see it so clearly, The cracks and the patches When in fact it’s 384400 kilometers away *(details, I fuckin’ love them) Oh, moon You’re so underrated, Even than the second man who walked over you. I wish I could be like you I wish everyone was like you You do your part in the universe You do not complain You glow happily ever after Oh, fun question What do teens mean exactly when they say ”I love you to the moon and back” Oh oh, and fun fact Moon doesn't produce its own light It reflects light from the sun. ...
I write when I can't breath.