I’ve tried so many times to think of a new way to say it - and it’s still I love you - love you - love you - my Sweetheart.

Kiss me, lover. One darling kiss.

We will have each other and we can be safe and warm.

Goodnight dear. If you were in my bed it might be the back of your head I was touching, where the hair is short, or it might be up in the front where it makes little caves above your head. But wherever it was, it would be the sweetest place, the sweetest place.

Won’t we be quite the pair? You with your bad heart, me with my bad head. Together, though, we might have something worthwhile.

It is very melancholy without you. I love you more all the time and since I did not think there was any more it’s an overwhelming and frightening state to be in.