Days will pass, years will fly by, decades will follow suit. Tonight you'll look at the sky and realise that throughout all this time it hasn't changed. That under that same sky you've cried, laughed, loved, and lost. It's the same sky that you've fallen in love under, is the same sky that you've been broken under. And one day far away from today you'll look at the same sky and remember all you've lost, all you've gained, and all you've learned. That every star mapped across the sky is a memory. Like the scars mapped across your body. From learning to love freely to sharing that love. From conquering fears to all those tears. You'll remember all those who hurt, deceived, fractured, scarred and tormented you. And those who showed you once more what love is. And all those make memories. Every star is a reason why you are who you are today. Every insecurity, flinch, nightmare, and hesitation; every laugh, habit, dream, and lesson learned. But one night, you'll find that you've found that someone makes all those stars dim. Who has their own wounds but still chooses to heal yours. And that's how you know you've completed your sky. That's how you know you've found the best part of the night. Your moon.