Something More Beautiful Than The Moon.

My old friends knew how I really admire the moon. I used to be so excited whenever I talked about it. Even this guy that I had a crush on for seven years once told me that whenever he sees the moon, his mind always drifted off to me. But it all changed when I got my mind so messed up. I started to be careless about the things that I loved so much, I started to stop romanticize everything that I loved so much. Until one day, I came to a realization that someone gave me a weird, new, and real feeling. He just knocked some senses to me, and weirdly, I accept that without a fight. I started to have something that I am so excited to talk about again. It’s like I started to live again. Because of him, I found the people whom I feel comfortable with. Because of him, I found a reason to keep going. Because of him, I learned the meaning of the word “friendship,” “love,” “sacrifice,” and “sincerity”. Because of him, I started to romanticize my life and things around me again. Because of him, I have a will to survive. Because of him, I found something more beautiful than the moon.