Dear Moon, shopping. Normally, trying on clothes and adoring myself in the mirror would be something I enjoy but not today. Yana was with me and I was less than happy, I felt alone. Her boyfriend Daniel wrote a letter. He is studying in the United States. They communicate via mail. In his letter, Yana was showered with flowery words and declarations of love. I’ve met Daniel before, he is a simple man. Bony in structure and a crooked smile. I honestly did not think Yana would pay him any attention but what are the odds? Fast forward after three months of the cat and mouse game, Yana agreed to give him a chance. The man did not let her down. He devoted himself to her, always at her beck and call. When he got a scholarship to go study medicine, both of them were thrilled and yet sad. You know the uncertainties of a long-distance relationship. Beautiful Yana did not raise her hopes too high, I for one did not expect Daniel to last in the role of an adoring boyfriend, for long while away. However as time went by, the mails started flowing. He updated her on his progress, even sent her gifts now and then. Don’t get me wrong I love Yana, and I’m happy for her. I’m just disheartened that her first attempt at love is going so well, while mine is a catastrophe. What about me? Moon what about my happiness? What about my story? Yana doesn’t even have to try. I on the other hand did everything. Moon help me understand, what is the price of love? What is the sacrifice of a young heart? I put down my pride and for what? Just glances at a bonfire? Not even sentences? What am I doing wrong Moon? Eventually, I didn’t buy anything, I went home with a pit in my stomach. A guilty conscience. I was caught between being happy for Yana and wondering what of my own. Moon, I’m swimming and if I go too far I’ll drown. I have to lay down, the day is ending in a serenity of still, and I don’t want to miss a moment of the night. Tomorrow we rise if God wills it, till then stay away from the clouds. Sincerely, Star.