I have read several times your emails.I do not know what to say,When I read the your mail.In my opinion and my feeling is it's a lot of things.I was glad to your voice heard.My heart is warm when you told me, i am your love ,But I feel sad when I know you're in the midst of the sea.There are only sky, waves, wind, sea, your loneliness and your nostalgia.........I feel....My feeling is not different from your feelings.My feelings plenty boardwalks,Confusion, fear, calm, impassioned and susceptible,
I just looked at in your eyes and your smile in pictures.......I feel.
When we have so far with some people we want to stay close.It's torture when we feel how much we want to be in his arms.I am trying to put this feeling into words, but i'm failing miserably. This feeling of being both scared and at peace,I told you, I feel like you.Yes, I know how difficult this is to me and how I feel about us, I ask you confident to that. I never felt sorry to know you.
You know the famous writer Ernest Hemingwa I had read the book he wrote.I think you have something like him. But you are my frank ,I can not write to you long now. Because I can not write what is in my heart Out as literal,I know that you make me happy. You make me smile You make me warm,I do not know what this feeling is. But I feel it all the time.I want to keep you warm amidst the wind and sea waves,
I want you here for me forever.And no matter What will happen I will be right here for you forever.........I know there will be tomorrow