You're all I want, Moon. Where are you? Why aren't you there, up in the sky? I know it's a half-moon tonight, waxing to be precise; why can't I see you?

Do you know the comfort you bring me? When I go outside, look up, and see you, I feel so much better. You are a stability. A parent, a lover, a friend. Everything. Everything everything everything.

I went outside tonight. I can't see you. Where ARE you, Moon? You have to come out - you HAVE to! I need to pour my soul out to you and let my tears be caught by your light. My heart feels as empty as the sky. I need you. I know I'm just one person - one sorry, insignificant person - but I need you. You're my lifeline, my strength, and I need to feel your beams on me, see you in the sky, know that you are there. I am nothing without you. I *need* you, Moon, I *need* you.

Please, come out. I plead with you, please.

Please. . .