A candle burns down slowly,
gradually melting unseen.
The wind causes a flicker,
but the flame returns stronger.

Love is an endless candle,
but ours has been cut short.
Though the flame never falters,
it has no place left to burn.

So it stays, burning eternal,
never halting but never moving.
It is too strong a flame to be blown out,
too strong to be given up.

Love does not fade, it cannot end.
Whatever happens, wherever you go,
my heart will follow beside you,
never willing to say farewell.

We never said a final goodbye,
though we are for now parted.
You hold my heart, my soul, my mind,
forever unto eternity.


I love you, Andy...

Penned by my hand on the 5th of Lupar, in the year 387 AF.