Well, I feel another urge to write a love letter coming on. Today is rainy and dreary and I fell asleep on the sofa. I had a “sort of dream” about you and when I woke up I had this burning desire for you. The problem now is that I don’t know what to do with it. Oh, well.
Because this may be my last chance to write a letter (at least for a few days), I want to take advantage of this opportunity to tell you something. I just want you to know how much I love what we have together. I not only think of you as my lover but also as my friend, and I enjoy your company immensely. Having you there to talk to has meant a lot to me; it seems that whenever a problem arises I immediately think of asking your opinion. I may not always agree with you, but I respect your opinion more than anyone else’s I can think of. God, I have so much I want to say to you, but I prefer to say it in person. My feelings for you have already gone through many different stages, and I can feel myself falling more for you all the time. It’s not only a sexual attraction; sometimes when we’re out and you’re talking to a stranger(in the funny way you do) I say to myself, “God, I’m crazy about him” and it scares the hell out of me.
I think I’d better go before I ‘lose’ myself completely. I miss you so much that sometimes it hurts!!!
8 MORE DAYS!!!!!