The Moon Approves.

As I stumbled into the patio of my room, I laid outside. Realizing I was drunk, not by alcohol, but completely intoxicated by the thought of the story of these 2 crazy kids who strangely stumbled onto each other. Shared one night completely intoxicated, stumbled into a room, laid with each other, shared some crazy laughs, played like kids, only to become strangers no more. I laid outside, sharing my story with the moon, who strangely gets how all this craziness completely make sense. Tonight I involved the moon, and the moon approves.