I've never been too fond of taking pictures of the boundless sky
Not because it's not beautiful, it is.

I've never seen anything quite like the constellation of stars,
How they line up,
Waiting for us to decipher what the universe have in store for us
Or how the moon always seems to be looking out for me,
Following me silently wherever I go.

But why would I want to spend my time trying to capture something that's so far away when I've got you so much closer,
Whom's equally magnificent.

You're my sun, my moon and all my stars.