I do not have candle-wax.. I don’t have a ring either. Come to think of it, I don’t even have the proper stationary that I’d want to use.. But I need to write this..

Dearest,

I was going to look for the moon tonight, but it’s very cold outside, and the warmth of my bed clouded my desire to once again find the moon, only to realize that it’s out of my reach.

There is so much that I wish to say, but words fail me. No, not words.. Courage fails me. I know the words all too well, it is the brave heart that I lack at the moment.

They say there’s a moment, right before lightning cracks where Time stands still.. Being an expert on Time, I can’t believe that. But I do believe that each moment that passes from our lives is one that melts into the Universe… it is there.

And so are you. And so am I. And so are we all. And so is that moon.