The Last Letter (Romance E-Book)
The Last Letter (Romance E-Book)
A GIFT TO YOU
A gift to you
For what you’ve done,
Not for what I expect of you;
A gift to you,
For what you are,
Not for what I want you to be;
A gift to you,
For what we have shared,
And not for what we give
To each other.
A Poem by Frederick Douglas Harper
Letter I
Dear Rosalina,
Today I thought of you. Don’t get me wrong when I say that, and think I haven’t been thinking of you ever. You have always been in my mind since the beginning of us. But today was special when I thought of you. You emerged in my mind like a wind that brings rain from the North. Your being touched my soul and heart in a very impeccable way, no one else can understand when I explain. I wanted to shout aloud, but I realized I was in the company of my boss. Imagine what would have happened, if I had let out a scream?
Love, I went yesterday to the spot where we first met. It is now inhabited by ants. They have built their empire and they feel very comfortable. Can you imagine that? We had kept that spot a secret but the ants in their wisdom and wit must have been following us in silence. It’s no longer a secret again. Maybe it’s the scent of our affection that must have attracted them. I almost thought I was lost but I remembered the tree we had planted with you, there. It has blossomed. When I touched its leaves, they felt soft and slippery like your skin. They made me feel warm once again. They reminded me of your touch on my skin, how your hands caressed me in ecstasy. It was such an amazing moment. I wished you were there with me again. But I understand the distance between us couldn’t allow that to happen.
Oh! I’m sorry, Love, I forgot to ask how the weather is on your side. Sometimes I’m so much soaked in the thought of your affection until I forget to ask how you are faring on. I pray to thee with humility that you bear with my behavior. Hahaha. I know, that sounds funny, right? But you have to understand that every day you are far, my heart grows fond of you and sometimes I lose concentration of my well being, my Love. You are the heartbeat of my soul. Can you imagine being far from your heartbeat? I don’t want to explain that.
I pray that I will hear from you soon, Love. The letter you sent me last week, has been my closest companion. It makes me feel that you are here with me, especially, that the Weatherman announced, we may have a very cold season ahead of us. When that time comes, don’t worry much about me, your letters will give me the much-needed warmth.
I love you.
Till next me.
Till next me.
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