My dearest,

Four months have gone by, and our love seems to deepen, strengthen and grow firmer with every month that passes. It makes me so glad, my heart sings with joy whenever I think of you, whenever I think of us.

I love our stories. How we met, the little things that brought us together, that great big pounce… reminiscing with you has made this long separation a little more bearable, a little more endurable. Ah what delight there is in musing over so beautiful a love, and how comforting it is that, though the endless distances may keep us apart, still we find means to nourish our love and watch it grow.

To be with you, it is the opiate I so devoutly wish for. Everyday I long for that hour when we will finally be reunited, to bury myself in your fond embrace, to taste the sweet nectar of your honeyed lips. Indeed, this separation is as a wound to my heart, and casts a pale shadow over these long, joy-less days, yet I take solace in the knowledge that, a month hence, we shall be celebrating our fifth month, and we shall be celebrating it together.

I love you Victoria, with all my nervous, boyish heart. ♥ You have given me more than I could ever ask for. Always I have found my happiness in the service of others, yet you are the one person who has ever made me feel fully appreciated, like well and truly appreciated. And it means a lot to me, Victoria, it really does.

-muah!-

Faithfully yours,
Eric