Some people compare their love to the stars.
But I don’t want to be just another star —
because there are billions of them scattered across the galaxy.
I’d rather be the moon —
the one that orbits the Earth,
the one that stays close,
no matter how many times the Earth spins.
So tell me —
would you choose a star out of billions in the sky,
or would you choose the one moon
that has always been there for you?
