Oh My Darling,  

How deeply I've missed you for the last, lonely year.  

I can't bear being away from you, every moment makes me cry.  My heart aches so, I could just fall to pieces.  You are that long lost part of my own self, never to come home again.  Without you I am totally empty inside, no soul, no life.               

The newspaper and TV people have been  so mercilessly cruel to our unhappy, forbidden love that I think I will die.  If they'd just leave us alone, I know we could find our way.                     

With you, I can float among the stars, full and complete.  Without you I have no self, I am lost, wandering aimlessly amid the vacant desperations of a worthless life, my cold tears falling on the gray dust of my dark despair.  I whither away like an ancient ghost, bit by miserable bit, until only the sound of my breaking heart  remains, a mournful sigh on the deep night's breeze.         

I can barely remember your touch.  How tender?  How comforting?  All gone now, only my unhappiness remains, grief is my constant companion.  Sad, bleak, bitter grief.        

I want to be with you right now.  In the bright light of day, I want to walk proudly past those awful people who would keep us apart and hug you tight for them all to see.  I want to kiss you with all my might, then put my hand in yours and never leave your side again.  Let them whisper and disapprove as much as they like, it's only their jealousy that drives their hateful loathing.  Our happiness makes them so angry and malicious, they say horrible things about us and try to make our love seem silly and wrong.  Ooo, I just hate them so much !!!          

I can't wait until we're together again.  My heart longs to enfold itself in your heart.  My little humidor yearns to be filled with your big, manly cigar.                                       

Tell me you love me.  I need to hear it again.  I need to know that, under all our layers of  public rejection and necessary deceits, your heart is still nestled in mine.  Do you hear my tears  on the breeze?  When everyone else is gone, am I still with you?  Tell me you dream of US......safe and happy in each  other's arms. 

Our love thrives on the night wind, my dear, sweet valentine.      

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