The moon is a loyal companion. It never leaves. It’s always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and dark moments, changing forever just as we do. Every day it’s a different version of itself. Sometimes weak and wan, sometimes strong and full of light. The moon understands what it means to be human. Uncertain. Alone. Cratered by imperfections.
Tahereh Mafi, Shatter Me (via psych-facts)
i must have known you
since the beginning of the world
in all my past lives
i could find you
as anyone
in any time
because when i don’t know anything else
i know you
(via cactus-mattress)
