Chapter 1
Dear Moon…
She open a bit her grey eyes when a soft kiss was placed over her pink petals giving her the tip of fresh maden coffee he had just drank, but yet her heavy lids closed again.
Didn't pass long when She heard the main door closing, her eyes widened, run to the door, but the car just took the road and a wavy hand came from it.
She missed it again. Turned all sad but the scent of coffee made her feet follow it, ending up in the kitchen area.
He had left a perfect queen breakfast for her. Near the omelet was a papyrus card tagged with a red thread that holds a mini note : Open me! A smile quickly replaced her sad face as removed the thread and read the letter turn to words that made those phrases.
Dear Moon
Has been quite a while now to meet you briefly only on the morning when I am about to run away.
I want to stop the time there when you approached me when you came just before I get up.
But I can't because that is precisely the time when others need me.
Glaring your gloomy face, smelling your delicate aroma, feeling your warm body against mine and with all those airless kisses we shared, I only hope to be enough to pass another winter day away from each other.
I need to inform you that our encounter is on Monday at 6:35 pm.
I will be impatiently waiting but don't worry I will mean no harm for no one.
I may shine for others too but only you are my reflection.
Your Sun!
Silver tears escape from her gray eyes as she read the papyrus-card. Fast she moved them away, rolled the papyrus again and ate the meal made from love.
The breakfast was exquisite but lately doesn't taste as before when he used to feed her not only with omelette but pouring love in every single touch.
She did a bit of exercise, a fifteen minutes of meditation to relax all the tension, again she missed his radiant presence when taking a long bath.
Their home is always tied up by them not letting much to do neither of them.
After getting cozy under warm blanket, from the nightstand she draw some homemade papirus card and pen's, start to fill the emptiness of them with words pouring from her mind that holds heart emotions.
As soon as she ended up writing, a heavy sleep closed her eyelids.
