My Dearest Xxxxxxxx,
I made a mess of things today. On some days, I’m happy without you, the rest, total disasters. I am looking for reasons to forget you, to dislike you even slightly. But I can’t find any, not one.
The sun did not shine today, or maybe it did, just not for me. It is hard to understand how one person, just one, could make such a difference.
Without you, the apples aren’t red, the peaches have loss their sweetness, the wine, its effect. Life is dull now. It has lost its colour as I have lost my appetite for life.
I miss You, not as much as yesterday, but I do.