Dearest I feel as though we have been growing distant and soon we will reach the returning point of being strangers... I miss feeling your warm hand, your calming scent and staring at your gleaming, beautiful skin. When will this distance break, as i cannot bear being away for my love for a second, and yet it has been a week since we last spoke. You promised we would never be apart but I wonder about that now... Is it me? If its something bout my manners or the way I act then I shall change it for you, just please... don't leave me...
