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December 10
My Dearest,
Forgive me for not writing sooner. I went to your apartment, only knowing you were already gone, gone back to Cincinnati. My dearest Andréa, you sang to me in my aloneness. Never have I felt such absolution. Words are mere symbols that cannot truly define my purest emotions. If winter reminds you of me, then let me portray you as the sweet gentle breeze of spring. The vibrant colors sweep through my heart, giving me hope, a silver lining that was once lost. You are my winter's spring, and my summer's fall. You were right on so many things, and I couldn't be happier, but darling, just this once you are wrong, mistaken of all those thoughts. My sweet Andréa, you poured your heart into mine. You have seen past through the darkness that conquered my very soul. You may not know this because my heart chose to repress what it already knows. But yes, I say yes to spending every sunrise with you. I say yes to being chaotically lost in this oblivion with you. My Andréa, you need not leave because like the infinite vastness of eternity, my heart stays with you.
M.