Longer than before. A Halloween love reflection.

Why do all souls want to come to life? Why do we want to resurrect the dead? Is winter not enjoyable? Longer nights… Are they not a way to appreciate shorter days?
I am a man. And la Luna, the moon, is a woman.
She will love me. She is there for me.
And you, woman, why are you sad?
She also loves you. She is there for you too.
We can talk to her about our intimate things.
They, all those damn zombies, try to make us believe that this time of the year is dark, sad, blue… and so out of love. Ghostshit!!! Do not pay attention. It’s just a cultural lie, a rip off.
The night, the moon… They are there. Just for you.
Longer than before..