come down from the mountain, you have been gone too long
the spring is upon us, follow my only song
settle down with me by the fire of my yearning
you should come back home, back on your own now
Legit G, man(via shellybeesknees)
The moon is a loyal companion.
It never leaves. It’s always there, watching, steadfast, knowing us in our light and dark moments, changing forever just as we do. Every day it’s a different version of itself. Sometimes weak and wan, sometimes strong and full of light. The moon understands what it means to be human.
Uncertain. Alone. Cratered by imperfections.