Sad to be

How the repetition of the name without a title preceding or following it had a unique effect on his mind and on his tongue. They were truly there. To the degree he had never thought he could reach with her. The degree whose existence he had denounced even in their relationship, which had been forced upon him on a winter night witnessed by the moon and its stars









He looked deeply into her eyes. How could a person get tired of looking at them for so long? He wanted to spend the rest of his hours lost in her captivating greenery, gazing at the beauty that had suddenly seduced him.









He was in love!









"... Will you marry me?"