It is the quiet of you. Of your presence. ~~~ When I see you, the world, it stops and all that exists for me, is you and my eyes staring at you. and that, is why I stare at you. ~~~ Every single word is true.
“Tell me the story about how the sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her breathe.” ” There once was a moon, as beautiful as can be, only the stars could fathom, but the sun could not see. The sun so radiant, he burns so bright.