Dearest Angel eyes,

Here I am writing to you again. We lost a child, and now we signed a lease for our own little house together. I really enjoy spending time with you. It doesn’t hurt at all that you are so f**king beautiful, so very fun to touch, and so damned heart-meltingly sweet.

My only concern sometimes… I miss having analytical conversations with people, including you. I guess it is hard to listen so intently now that we see each other every day, and that my world outside of us is so very different from yours. My world is changing from research to business, and I want to share the journey with you. Your world is changing from putting your family first to finally considering your own interests and passions. I am happy to be here beside you, cheering you on, and watching you develop confidence. I see the man you are inside, and love him.

I guess you know that I kind of miss talking to him sometimes because that was the one good thing about that relationship. However, rest assured that I definitely enjoy coming home to you more than anything I’ve ever had before. Maybe love is more about the physical and emotional connection and friendship is more about the intellectual connection. They all overlap a bit, especially emotional and physical, and somewhat emotional and intellectual.

I never want to be in an open relationship again. The sexual sharing part doesn’t bother me, but to not be able to be number one to someone emotionally does, a lot. I am glad that you feel the same way. However, you are definitely enough for me, physically. It feels like I wear you out, actually, sometimes. LOL

Let’s take this slowly and see how things work after this transitional life stage has transformed us before committing fully. In any case, I am enjoying our time together…However, long it lasts, maybe even forever. I will always love you and will always think of you as the one that broke down the walls of the castle my heart is guarded within.

Love,

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