"NADA NOS DEIXA TÃO SOLITÁRIOS QUANTO OS NOSSOS SEGREDOS" - Paul Tournier

quarta-feira, 25 de maio de 2011

Dear Holly

I don't have much time. I don't mean literally...I mean, you're out buying an ice cream, and you'll be home soon.But I have a feeling, this is the last letter, because there's only one thing left to tell you. It isn't to go down memory lane, or make you buy a lamp. You can take care of yourself without any help from me. It's to tell you how much you moved me, how you changed me.

You made me a man, by loving me, Holly. And, for that, I'm eternally grateful... literally.


If you can promisse me anything, promisse me that, whenever you're sad, or unsure, or you lose complete faith, that you'll try to see yourself throught my eyes.

Thank you for the honor of beeing my wife, I'm a man whith no regrets. How lucky am I. You made my life, Holly.


But I'm just a chapter in yours. There'll be more. I promisse.

So, here it comes, the big one. Don't be afraid to fall in love again. Watch out for that signal, when life as you know, it ends.


PS.: I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU.


Gerry Kennedy

Ps. I love you.

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