On the nights the moon gets tired of shining and being beautiful, it comes to me and sit by my side on the rooftop, or at some pedestal. We talk about life, her incompleteness and my issues, her being crescent and gloomy at some nights, and I being incapable, insufficient, on some days. She puts a few band aids on my scars, I sow a few sunflower seeds in hers. On the cloudy days, when the sun doesn't feel like shining yet you see the moon smiling at you brighter maybe, at those nights, understand that the sunflowers have grown in her. If you see me standing straight someday, understand that the baind aids worked. I and my moon. #yqbaba #moon #cinemagraph
