Simple things are often the most beautiful
The most memorable, most meaningful
Yet when you aren't around, Love
Even the most precious diamond
will lose its shine.
So here am I. Alone. Sipping mint tea and nibbling my mooncake. Drawing the strength of the moon, letting Thalia (a.k.a. my muse) pout because I decide not to write. Not yet, anyway.
I let my mind wander. Four years ago, at this hour, I was still busy removing makeup from midodareni event. The following day I'd be married. Gosh. Four. Years.
Cliche, but it's true... it feels like yesterday.
PS: Thank you Winry, for the lovely mug!