My Moon,

Most people refer to their happiness as “sunshine” that radiates sunlight, the one that pulls them out of their darkness. But you are not my “sunshine.” You are my moon. The moonlight that shines down on me on the darkest days. Even without the stars, a pool of ethereal light radiates you in stark contrast to the black sky. You are my moon shining dimly behind clouds, but just enough to see the light in the dark, to see there is hope when I think there is none. You are the moon shining brightly on a clear sky when I feel lost in the darkness. You are my comfort and serenity at night. You are the constant moon in my life. Regardless of where I am in the world, you will always be the same moon that grounds me, the same moon I adore, the one moon I have, will, and forever love.

Selenophile

(n.) A person who loves the moon.