I vowed to you beyond the veil, the day I go down on my knees and ask for the rights to your ring finger do not hesitate, we will be fulfilling the Heaven’s plan.

I have designed the isles, we will walk the miles with our hands intertwined.

When we are old, when your hair has turned grey and your skin turned to tributaries. I will still visit you in our small beautiful garden as you will be sitting on a rocking chair having pictures of our wedding day in your hands, sharing memorable moments to our grandkids, moments when galaxies collided.

And when you feel that gentle breeze say to them. He said “ours is not a till death do us apart union for a every memory marks our reunion.