When I woke up this morning, this poem/letter came to my mind when I thought of you, so I knew I wanted to dedicate it to you for this monthaversary. If I have dedicated it to you already before, it is only because the words are so true and dear that even repeating it is only a deeper confirmation of how much I love you. Though I pretend as though you being away doesn't bother me, I can't wait to see you later on today at your Dad's birthday party. It's been two weeks, too long. I only act as the way I do to lessen the fact that you're not around me. You're my favorite person ever.
Good morning, on July 7th[This is even more special since it was written on your birthday!]Even when I am in bed my thoughts rush to you, my eternally beloved, now and then joyfully, then again sadly, waiting to know whether Fate will hear our prayer--To face life I must live altogether with you or never see you. Yes, I am resolved to be a wanderer abroad until I can fly to your arms and say that I have found my true home with you and enfolded in your arms can let my soul be wafted to the realm on blessed spirits--alas, unfortunately it must be so--You will become composed, the more so as you know that I am faithful to you; no other woman[Brownie Pants] can ever possess my heart--never--never--Oh God, why must one be separated from her who is so dear. Yet my life in Vienna[Birmingham] at present is a miserable life--Your love has made me both the happiest and the unhappiest of mortals--At my age I now need stability and regularity in my life--can this coexist with our relationship?--Angel, I have just heard that the post goes every day--and therefore I must close, so that you may receive the letter immediately--Be calm; for only by calmly considering our lives can we achieve our purpose to live together--Be calm--love me--Today--yesterday--what tearful longing for you--for you--you--my life--my all--all good wishes to you--Oh, do continue to love me--never misjudge your lover's most faithful heart.