My Dear Love,

I hope this finds you well, my love. It’s been a hard few weeks for you with your family being unwell and the ongoing secret depression you are harbouring so bravely. I wish, with all my heart, that I could be there to wipe your nightly tears, but I want our first proper meeting to be magical for the both of us.

The shopping trip on Saturday was spontaneous, definitely not on your calendar, but that’s why I love you, my darling, you keep me on my toes. I noticed your new coat, you got a great discount in the shop, and it fits your beautiful curves perfectly. Your old coat is with me, I hope you don’t mind. The smell of your sweet perfume helps me sleep, helps me dream of us and our future where, one day, you’ll be in my arms, rather than mere fragments of your scent. He noticed your new coat too, with his hand placed greedily around your waist. You can always send me a signal, my darling, and I’ll have the authorities on my speed dial. You smile politely when you’re with him but it’s not your real one, not the same smile you have when you’re alone, at least when you think you’re alone, at home. One day, soon, it’ll just be the two of us and we can leave the rest of them and their stupidity behind us. I know I haven’t revealed my name to you yet, and in time, my darling, I will. I just need to make sure you’re ready, and I’m ready, for our journey ahead.

Planning for our future has been a challenge, but for you, I’ll do anything. I wonder if you’ve ever felt the love I feel for you. Not the silly puppy-dog love or playful flirtations I watch you role play with those other immature morons; rather, the internal longing of companionship from that one person you can’t keep away from. Our time is soon approaching us, and we’ll leave those childish antics behind us wont me? You wont need them anymore, you’ll have me… you’ll always have me.

I know I’ve written to you in the past, and I can see your becoming frustrated with the lack of detail I’m providing you. I know, deep down, your longing to write back to me. Soon, my baby, soon you will be. In the meantime, as always, I’ll be watching, waiting, pining for you until the day I’ll finally introduce myself.