i feel that the reason moon ranks so high among the things romantics cherish is that its glory, its mystique, its beauty, all, all of it is based on a reflected glory... the light that lights it up is not its own, not something thats within. it is entirely from someone else...
i am just a rock, floating around, barren and dark... you come around and fill me with light, with beauty, with purpose... and now the world finds me beautiful....
thats the very core of being in love ..
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