like every other night i look up to find the moon. it's shining just as bright. is it because you're staring at it too? miles apart and with the smallest possibility i still find myself hoping every night. we've never met, nor talked before, somehow i feel like we've known each other for years. so i stare at the moon hoping you were staring at it too, because even though we've never talked and we're apart, we have something in common... the moon.