Not everyone can feel things as deeply as you. Most people, their feelings are … bland, tasteless. They’ll never understand what it’s like to read a poem and feel almost like they’re flying, or to see a bleeding fish and feel grief that shatters their heart…
Intimacy is not who you let touch you. Intimacy is who you text at 3am about your dreams and fears. Intimacy is giving someone your attention, when ten other people are asking for it. Intimacy is the person always in the back of your mind, no matter how distracted you are.
All of this time, the moon has been pulling. All of this time, the Earth has been resisting. Maybe all it wants is to finally touch the sea, maybe it just does not want to be alone any more. I looked up at the moon, and I swear I saw my face in it.