“I love you to the moon and back”. What a poop phrase. cliché? It’s overdone. It’s more than extra. It is ridiculous and burnt up.
(grr…ridiculous. unless you say to your baby or , i’ll give you up to toddler years because they don’t really get time and space, yet!)
I mean, that’s like saying you love them a certain amount of over 200,000 miles away … and how many years is that? It means nothing. Stop saying it. keep it simple. And simply enjoy the fucking moon. And enjoy saying “I love you. period.”
A hike at moonrise. Yay. Watching the moon come out from behind those hills was neat. It was pretty spectacular. It’s like she needed a red carpet or something.
Hmmm. The first paragraph has a bitter taste. Oh, well. Whatever.