I Would Wait a Million Years

I am sorry for the lack of letters lately. I went through a bit of an illness and could not muster the strength to get out of bed, let alone write. Fiery pain coursed through my veins like the never-ending loneliness that I feel when you are gone.

But please do not fret. After about five days of trying to work through the illness, I managed to drag myself to a doctor, who managed to fix me up.

As of now, six days later, I am in perfect health again, and missing you all the while.

The resilience of the body is a wondrous thing, is it not?