On a night with a full Moon, Maria stood at the edge of a cliff, holding a letter in her hands. She looked up at the sky, trying to find the right words to express the gratitude she felt in her heart.
"Not cubic, not oval, not tubular, not pointy, but round like a sphere!" she whispered, as the wind carried her words away. That's how she saw their love: perfect, whole, and never-ending.
With a sigh, Maria opened the letter and began to write. She gave thanks with fragments of shared memories, smiles, and hugs that had woven the fabric of their story.
When she was done, she carefully folded the letter and placed it on the ground, near the precipice. Then, raising her eyes to the sky, she saw the Moon shining even more brightly.
"For you, beautiful Moon," she said, winking. "Because you're the keeper of our dreams and the light that never fades."
And so, with the Moon as her silent witness, Maria released her gratitude into the infinite sky, that perfect feeling, forever accompanied by its light even on the darkest nights.