Me and the moon.

The feeling of being so small.
Being lost beneath the diamond sky
In a sea of blues and blacks and greens.
Natures music silent yet evident this quiet evening.

The feeling of being so insignificant.
My breathing gentle, like the sound on an ocean.
Soft and consistant.
The darkness is comfortable, my colourless pillow.

The feeling of being so relaxed,
Yet so very afraid, and indifferent, all at once.
Tonight is a lonely night.
Like every other.

Its just me and the moon.
Me and the moon and the stars.
Just us.
Always.