To You, my lovely readers

In the vast sky of emotions, we can easily mistake a star for another. We can easily mistake love for lust, and lust for love. We can however open ourselves to the vulnerability of our soul and our existence to better understand the meaning of that star behind the clouds. Only then do we grow. Like a flower springing out not from the earth but of that sky in a way unexpected to our own heart. That was Joshua. That was also Aidan. At different paces, slowly then in a swiftness that defied reason, they made a step in love.