Hello maam,
I just called you a few minutes ago just to check how you are doing. When you said hello on the other line, with a hoarse voice and a dry throat, I feel so ashamed for myself that i cant be with you now when you are sick. Its as if I could not bear it to see you that way.
I miss you so much. Even if we havent talked in just a matter of hours, and havent seen each other in a week, I feel so incomplete. I love you so much , that right now I could honestly say that I have ran out of words to tell that to you. Because for the past year that we were together, there was not a day that I havent tell you that, or have showed you that, or at the least attempted to make you feel that i do.
Im sorry for all the things that I made you do and for the things that you had to give up just for me. I want you to be happy. Seeing you happy, makes me happy. Its weird I know, and I dont know how long it will take you to understand that.
I want you to know that I have been the same since from the start. Phones or without phones, during comfortable times or during the most unpleasant one, on a bright warm day or during a storm or flood or mud. I will be always here for you. And I will make sure until the day we both die, that the only warmth you will ever feel on your left palm, is coming from my right.
I love you natdem.
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