I have a feeling this is the last letter,
because there is only one thing left to tell you. It isn't to
go down memory lane or make you buy a lamp, you can take care of
yourself without any help from me. It's to tell you how much
you move me, how you changed me. You made me a woman, by loving
me. And for that, I am eternally grateful... literally. If you
can promise me anything, promise me that whenever you're sad,
or unsure, or you lose complete faith, that you'll try to see
yourself through my eyes. Thank you for the honor of being mine.
I'm a woman with no regrets. How lucky am I. You made my
life, but I'm just one chapter in yours. There'll be
more. I promise. So here it comes, the big one. Don't be
afraid to fall in love again. Watch out for that signal, when
life as you know it ends. P.S. I will always love you
...
