You and Chris are outside, laying on the grass as you gaze at the moon, and as clingy as Chris is, he couldn't bear to not be touching you at this moment, even with only your pinkies interlocked.

Chris is like sunshine, always beaming on others and brightening their day, giving them a warm feeling in their gut rather than their skin, which is so ironic how you managed to become friends with him.

Your the exact opposite, your like the moon, a beautiful, quiet face in the sky that drapes over you while you sleep. Soothing, soft, sleepy. They seem like polar opposites, but without the sun, the moon wouldn't have any shine at all.