Dear, Paul. I still miss you sometimes. Especially when the room is cold, and our bed is empty. I know you wanted it to work out. I found the letters, the ones you stored away in the attic. I still love you. I still have dreams of us getting married, settling down and moving to the countryside. Having children, our children having grandchildren. I want you back beside me. And yet I don't think we'll be able to be together. You are my soulmate, Paul. Forever. Even if the stars forbid it, I will always love you. Always and forever. You and Me. You know where to find me don't you? I love you, forever - J