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& something happy & exciting too. 32 was my age when I
left you - & the next one, 33 is my age now. And my
last one, 31, is your age now, though of course I realise
that your are only 21 really. Whatever you are, you are
very wonderful, my sweetheart. As I sit here & think about
you, I marvel at you, my darling one. I think about you,
& shake my head & groan aloud, this being parted from
you is so agonising & tragic. You are so beautiful &
lovely, so young & so pretty, so smooth & so soft &
utterly gorgeous & sweet & adorable & desirable. Barbara
dearest darling, you are so satisfying to be with, so
fine to talk to, & so heavenly & wonderful to make
love to. I am perfectly certain that there is nobody
in all the world like you, so perfect & lovely - others
never will be. Age will never make any difference.
I shall always love yoyum passionately & deeply & with
all my heart & soul. I'm not just writing this
darling, because I think it will please you, or because
I think it time I made some endearments. I feel it
terribly strongly & with the utmost strength & certainty
& I am trying hard to tell you.

Oh, I do long to be with you. I pray hard, every day of
my life here, that this may be soon. There is so
much happiness & joy and excitement & interest & contentment
& peace and quiet & love - if only we could be together.

It is nearly 12-0 - & I will finish this tomorrow -
and try to make it a long one. I have so much to
tell you again. Goodnight my sweetest love -

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