When we are young, many of us are so desperate to love someone and to be loved by that same someone. Sometimes we forget how special and powerful we are when someone swoons us because we romanticize how love is supposed to feel. We so often compare it to the moon though it embodies the sun better, for it does not wax and wane as the moon does, but grows radiant instead. This book is a remembrance of my youthful love and how beautiful I thought the moon was on my journey to the sun.