Day 48

by markvnathan

My Dearest Xxxxxxxx,

Hearing your voice for the first time in months, there truly is nothing on earth that compares. The heavens themselves were filled with envy, I know, I felt their anger sear through my wounded body.

There is no sweeter honey, no melody so pure. Your voice was a timeless classic, lost through the endless centuries of time. I’ve heard it now, there is no going back. The words from your lips, a constant reminder of how lucky I was to have met you.

Your laugh always brought peace upon the soul of this restless wanderer. There is no sweeter gift, not since I met you. So as I continue my night, drunk on you, I sleep, with a smile on my face.

Yours Always,

Mark

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