Harry
I wanted to write you a letter, so you can read it when you wake up. Maybe it will make you happy.
Every morning, when I step out and you're asleep behind me. I find a little piece of sadness in me. I carry it in my chest down Voyager road. Every step I take, it grows. By the time I reach the fuel station it has filled me entirely. I step on the light rail and look back, sparks fall from the bow collector. I know it will be like this until late afternoon, when I get off the 49 -- and walk back to you.
You, you... Every step I take will get lighter. It almost makes me run! Sometimes I do. I can't believe the happiness I feel with you. You have a vast, vast soul and I will always, always, always come back to it.
Kisses, kisses, kisses.
