Mon Ange...
It's Sunday and I'm sitting here at my desk hoping to hear form you.
It seems the more time I spend away from you the more I need to see you.
I feel so empty when you are away. I know I will develop an understanding
of how to get through my life without you with me all the time, but right
now, I really don't want to do so. I've been counting the hours since you've
been gone, waiting for your return. I can't seem to get interested in anyone
else I meet. I met a nurse at the club I went to last night while sitting
at the bar. We talked a long time about many things and I noticed how shallow
the conversation was, even though she felt we were discussing meaningful
things. I tried dancing with her, but she was a terrible dancer. It's just
not much fun being out with people you don't know; when the one you love
is far away and out of reach. My heart continues to expand everyday from
the love you send to me. I wonder when or if it will ever fill up. I know
you enjoyed your trip as much as you could, but I could feel your presence
all weekend telling me how much you wish you were with me. It was heart-warming
to feel you with me like that. It's getting harder NOT to talk about you
to others. The woman last night asked me if I had dated anyone since my
separation. I said not, but that I was in love with someone who was my
best friend. She started talking about the dangers of a sexual relationship
with friends and how she felt that it almost always ruined the friendship.
I thought about it and knew right away that what we have must be very different
from the normal friendship. Of course it is! Making love to you would fulfill
our friendship. I love you more than as a friend.
Wow! I just got off the phone with you. You are so good at elevating
my spirits! I can't wait to see you Tuesday. My heart is already racing
from the expectations of holding you and kissing you. I need you so much.
You totally complete me. I think of you,
Always.
Ton Ange