That darn moon.

I'm not alone. Although it feels like it.

I have someone that loves me. My Family. My friends. Even my enemies, they loves me in their own ways. I have someone that I hold close to my heart.

I'm attached, yet I feel single.

50 years of independence. This is like love.

Love is like ghosts. Everybody talks about it but nobody have really seen it.

Tonight the moon is full, but nothing happens.