I’ve spent so long being disappointed by other people. Communities that don’t stick together, men that destroy instead of protect, women that prey on others shamelessly. I’m surrounded by others, but I’ve felt completely alone in thought and spirit. Astrology or not, I know myself – I’m designed to stand strong shoulder to shoulder with others. Not only have I felt betrayed, I’ve felt like the ground I stand on has been taken away. What’s a patriot without a country? What’s a body without a soul? Just an empty husk.

She changed my world. She showed me the thing I felt was missing from my entire life – something worth everything to protect. She showed me who she was, behind all the smokescreens and shells. She showed me how to build hope and courage instead of clinging to it as it fails.

I look into her eyes and see something so familiar, but so different. For the first time, I don’t feel threatened and challenged by someone else looking at me. She’s nothing but soothing, down to the deepest parts of the self. Parts I didn’t even know about. And if there’s a smile curled underneath that gaze… I feel higher in the air than I have climbing any mountain, flying in any plane.

I love her moods. When they’re high, she’s more fun and encouraging than anything. When they’re low, I can do what I was made for without fear – wrap her in my arms and wash away all doubt. I’ve never been able to control my own emotions as well as I can with her.

I’m still young, idealistic and utterly foolish. Bitter men and women who’ve accepted the sad state of the world are peering down their noses at every word I write, just waiting for it to come crashing down. People who’ve failed at love or never experienced it will laugh in the face of the single most important thing I have to say, but I can say it from deeper inside than I’ve ever gone.

I love you. Beyond your body, your mind, your soft giggle and your hard outer shell. I love you for the barest part of your soul, and I’d gladly give my life to keep you safe. You’ll probably never read these words, and even if you do, will you know who it’s from?… But it doesn’t matter. You’ll hear them from my lips soon enough.

We can discuss Cancer + Cancer logically, rationally, intellectually here… but all of those words completely miss the point. All I know is that I’ve found something that motivates me to be a better man than I’ve ever dreamed, and it comes in the form of a Lunar maiden.

Best wishes, fellow Crabs. 😉