Yours Always

and know that it is there as it always has been

Can you make any sense out of this? It is so muddled, but there is truth here, as well as sense and all my heart’s life. I should be in front of you asking forgiveness but I am somehow not: I am altogether yours and you know that well: and I hold you most safe, and for ever, inside me.
… And I love you, my Love.

Joy is an innocent thing, when time blows through it and keeps it sweet, it is only when crumpled into a possession that it grows sour.

Only today I read in la Bruyère that love grows by kindness but passion is fuelled by vexation and crosses.

Take care of yourself, my Love. More than I will allow myself to think, depends on that. Trust me. Trust my strength to come to your help, and trust my weakness, to need your love and cherishing. I am nothing without you, you know that now, it is my comfort that you know it, that you know you are my life as well as my love …

I’ll leave it to you to announce the parting of the ways while I shall never say or write one word except this valedictory note to you. Try and look after yourself. Much love. Don’t forget that you are probably the greatest actress in the world. I wish I could borrow a minute portion of your passion and commitment, but there you are – cold is cold as ice is ice

am a smashing bore and why you’ve stuck by me so long is an indication of your loyalty. I shall miss you with passion and wild regret.

ll I care about – honest to God – is that you are happy and I don’t much care who you’ll find happiness with. I mean as long as he’s a friendly bloke and treats you nice and kind. If he doesn’t I’ll come at him with a hammer and clinker.

hope & pray you don’t because life would be a real desert without you, & God knows what shabby substitutes one would desperately try to find. But try & answer clearly, dear love.
I love you & I want you & I can’t separate the two.

I’m sorry (& this will anger you)