Tonight, the midnight sky is rather different.

It consists of dark clouds rapidly moving, dissapearing, and taking turns covering the bright entity in the sky.

I can only catch a momentary break of light, cracking through the clouds.

But I'm only searching for a beauty that cannot be revealed to this world.

I stare at myself, my reflection being cast upon me, this glass seperating me from the untouchable entity.

But in my eyes, I catch the big round beauty, glowing in me.

And finally I look up, the clouds moving away, my thoughts clearing, and my focus on one, breathtaking moment.

And that's the moment I fell in love.

With the moon.