It was Friday around 9pm. There was a beautiful full moon. As I was driving home, I thought about you and left a message. "Hey, it's full moon tonight. is really pretty..."
You told me what you saw the other night... Red moon You wanted to know how it happened You said it was a crescent moon. Red crescent moon. I said, I don't think I've ever seen such a thing.
Words are never good enough to explain how I feel Words are tricky because people often say what they don't really mean But sometimes just the look in someone's eyes is more than enough The warmth of breath, hands, lips... There are moments like that.
About a year ago You kept asking him the same question that has been stuck in my head for some reason If you asked me, now "What is reality?" I would probably tell you, "Reality is what I see in front of me, right now, right at this moment."