As I stare at the glass ceiling above my bedroom
The moonlight staring back at me
For I know only the moon listens to my story silently
Of the tangled and overwhelming thought
That I've always kept within me
If only I could put it in a jar
I'd throw it on the ocean
If only I could tell the stars
I'd send it to the outerspace
In a far far away galaxy
I'll pick up some notes from the universe
As a reminder to always look up at the sky
Im gazing at the million stars
Through the glass ceiling above me
There's always a story to tell
I never did but to the star and the moon
Upon places I've visited
And all the midnight trip
I always took some photographs
As a promise to the future
And a story of the past
About some moments I wanted to last forever
P.s. this one is quite special, first post in 2020, eh:)
