Wednesday, July 4, 2007

Dear Frank

I don't think I ever told you: those two years were the happiest of my life. Even though it has been decades since I last saw you, you're still the one I love. I'm so sad that you're not here, but I'm so happy and grateful that I had a chance to know you and love you. You brought me back from the precipice. You brought me back to life.

Words cannot express how much I love and revere you. I miss you every day,
but though I am lonely, I would rather be your widow than anyone else's wife. Thank you so much for loving me. I count the days until we are together again, my love.

Dear Robot

Next month will be two years since I left you. Two years since that day I called you and told you that I would not be coming back home to ...