Dearest Valentine,
It has been five years since I last wrote to you, yet my heart is still
a
. And though the un
demise of so many familiar places casts a 
over our happiness, I have a
we still have a dee
in each other.
I don't need to 
to stick to you; 
an endless river of joy my way. Heavens to B
, you'd have to be an 
not to feel at least a 
of love – if not a 
of 
passion. And I'm sorry I freaked out when you suggested we get our 
in your four-
. I'll admit - I'm a little 
.
Let's never 
ll again. 
my own judgement when we're apart, sob
into my pillow.
It's just that I'm not interested in a mere 
, or hearing that you 
me as a friend, but are only interested in 
. I want to stand beneath your window, and 
, sweet songs of love to you. And I want children – right now, so we can make your mom an 
ma.
Let's walk the same 
, and for
the joys of
commit
, our lives 
extricably together.
I'm sorry - I do 
on. All I'm saying is please,
be my 
.
Love,
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PS - If this letter was tl;dr, fret not - you can always 
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