Starry Nights

Sometimes when the moon glows a little brighter, I wonder looking at the night sky, how it is to fall hard for someone. Completely vulnerable and a sense of belonging; but who does that nowadays? Who will look at me and say, "Don't worry. I got you. We'll do this together."

Even if anyone does it, how will I understand whether it is worth the price I pay?

It is sometimes better to feel for no one, than be miserable for lifetime.
Don't you think?