Dear Beloved woman,

Time… so much time has passed since my love wrote his last words for me.

And yet I remember it as if it were yesterday. I remember writing back and for the first time since I had left home I told my love what kind of darkness surrounded me here. I forgot all the sweet things my father had said to my mother when he was away. I forgot how they got her through all those long and lonely nights.

Author: Talon P.S.