Iam flying over, flying over to the places that we thought once to belong only to us. And although you may not be there now, for it has been so long, I know that I will find you. For you are in the wind that blows there, you are the sun that warms the cool waters and your voice rises above all in the melodies the birds sing each morning.
Closer to you than ever ....
I must confess that Iam scared; Afraid to be sucked in by the sorrow of being there and not being able to hold your hand. But at the same time, love, I trust that I will speak and that you shall hear each word.
And on July the 20th of this year I will take these messages and I will put them in a bottle and toss them out to sea in hope that they will find their way to you. And, if in such a dangerous and long journey, they do go astray, Iam hoping someone will find them and realize that out there, there are people like us that have loved so trully and deeply and that we feel blessed for it.
I leave you for now with a lasting kiss.
Be well my love.
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