Not so simple
To The Man In The Moon- I love sitting under the moon. Outside in a crisp sky. I dont mind that I can't see all the stars. I know they are there. And they are beautiful whether I can see them all or not. Much like everyone I miss. It seems like I am always missing what I need the most. So much so that I honestly don't remember a time I haven't been needing someone that isn't here. Having someone that I can talk to has changed the way I think about missing someone. Having the possibility that there might come a time where I won't have to feel like I am alone...it's too good to believe sometimes. I try and count my blessings every day in someway. The possibility of it is something I am thankful for. But I still can't trust it. Hope. The hope he gives me. My heart feels so full of it sometimes. To the point I can almost feel it coming. I can almost see it happening and I want to badly to finally feel it and make it real. But it's not real. Not yet... And...