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I want something... I dont quite know what it is yet... but i know im dreaming of it, I see it every night, and I think about it quite a lot. What the heck is it? *looks around...* nothing I can see right now. blah.
if I were a puddle and you fell into me and you kept on falling until you hit the bottom, you might be falling for quite some time... or you might just hit right away...
let Me be enough for you. and please, dont ever let me go. let me know that you hear me. let that be enough. let me sleep a thousand years or just one minute by your side, let me fall into your eyes spend some time with your soul...
a letter from grandfather's journal that I found. its to my grandmother... too bad I never met him here it is... (some of its hard to read so if it doesnt make sense you'll know why)
May 8. 1941
My Dear Helen,
I hope you can read this and will excuse the pencil. I am afraid that if I wrote it with ink you wouldn't be able to read it at all. This is the first letter I have written fo so long that I hardly know what to say. The weather has been terrible these last three day so I haven't been doing much besides watching for the mailman.
I felt as though I had lost something when I said goodbye to you on the phone Sunday morning. I love you so much it is just like some part of me is missing when you are gone.
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I haven't seen Wally since Saturday night but Phil has asked me to go with them on the 18th but I told him that I have a date for then with the most wonderful girl in the world. (dont you think so?). I wish you were here now so I could tell you all of this instead of writing it. Some day, (I hope), I wont have to write to tell you how much I love you.
I am home all alone this morning & Dad and mother went to Highland for the funeral of Mick Baker's mother. I was cleaning up the house until your letter came and then I had to sit down and answer it.
If you will let me know by the sixteenth whether or not you are coming I can tell Phil about going with them. If you are unable to come up, I will come down until then. but I would much sooner have you come up here as I dont think I would have much fun down there with the "Angel".
I can' t tell you how much I want to see you or how much I love you. Words on paper just can't seem to express my feelings.
Well as much as I hate to I guess I will have to close with this.
I send you all of my love that it is possible to send. I would send you some kisses but I would sooner deliver them in person when I next see you. I am hoping to have the pleasure of your company on the evening of the seventeenth and I sure am looking forward with great hopes to it. I love you my dear with all my heart and hope you feel the same way. Heres hoping to see you soon.
All my love to you,
Phil.
*swoon*