Light - written in cursive

I remember what the Milky Way looked like; I saw it in Brazil two years ago. I was in the middle of a village trail when I looked up and saw what I once thought was a cloud, was really the greatest thing that lit up the sky. What I thought was normal, was really more extraordinary than I ever could imagine. 

That's what love is like. It's light that you never knew was bright, until the moment it's delicate rays blinded you.