I stare at the moon and he knows me so well.
Upon my balcony, he has seen me cry, laugh, smile, and smoke.
He never judges me. He just patiently watches me every night and hopes that I find my way.
He tries to guide me and I try to listen to his advice.
From where he sits, he can see my future, but from where I sit, I see nothing.
I try to embrace his lunar vibes and soak them into my bright blue veins.
Life is so hard- I sulk and whisper to the moon
I know, he says, but better things are in store for you my sweet girl.
Everything you have gone through was meant to build you stronger. You will attract all of the things you want if you just believe in me and hold my hand.
I’m scared but I know I am not alone when he is in the night sky. He is my best friend. He is my confidant. He is my protector. He knows things about me. I spill my secrets onto the wind, that guide my dark tales to the stars, and it’s the stars that deliver my message amongst the star dust to the moon.

Don’t worry, he says. I will take care of you.