Darling where are we?, lost beneath our own ways. Tonight I miss you, counting these endless days. Staring at a broad sky, with you playing in my thoughts. And as it changes its dye, still you are the one that I sought. For thousands of time, I dreamt of holding your hand. Inside a well known shrine, decorated of flowers and grand. There were rings of gold, a carpet of vermilion. Drapes of white snow, garments of cotillion. Yet upon the perfect scenery, nothing surpassed your beauty. The fairest of them all, the most precious memory. At least within my dreams, you will be there repeatedly. A never ending chance, to ask you to marry me. But if somehow, I find you again, upon these endless days of mine. Not in my dreams, but when the clock gets passed nine. I’ll make sure my dear, each second is spent only with you. Loving, Caring, Admiring, Welcoming, Befriending, and lastly Marrying you...