It hits me sometimes. I fucking miss our conversations. I look up into the sky and can't help but wonder if you ever miss me too. It's harder to trust, I don't even trust myself. I feel so disconnected from passion.
The Eagle Has Risen: Stellar Spire in the Eagle Nebula. A billowing tower of gas and dust rises from the stellar nursery known as the Eagle Nebula. This small piece of the Eagle Nebula is 57 trillion miles long trillion km).