Pt 1 Pt 2

My darling.
My dearest;
Beloved.
I write to you with such sincerity in my words, as to say, that every minute that passes, my realisation of fatal addiction to you, grows only stronger by the second.
And as distance can strengthen ones heart, I believe that isolation may do just the same.
For here I sit, confined once again, to the social cut off of my surroundings.
And though my love for my place of rest is eternal, it does not nearly match that of which I have for you.
Please find attached, a single photograph, an image of my life in its current state, entirely summed up in all its monochrome glory.
Sincerely yours.





Oh, but what is this?
A place for both yourself and I, to sit and rest.
To watch the world go by.