Dear sweet Sunny
Ah, fond memories - it is well! How a dream bought me back to feel one of the best feelings I ever felt, in her company- how soft like smiling may where I was so alive in her presence. It was not yet love or I had not realised it - how her English plump cheeks won my heart all of my days. O to be not required, I have moved away from such dejected spirit, but how riveting that I should feel the sweetness of her sunshine in a dream last night, how I felt so long ago. It was awakened in another only to reject me too. O unhappy love is my portion, yet I mourn to be comforted by the sweet love of Christ. To see her again if only for a moment - to read with her again down the halls of my teenage dawn. I have missed my love and only wished that she had left me with a kiss so that I could forever seal her lips in time.
Write to me soon Sunny - your presence is always a delight to me and able to vanquish all anxieties. It is indeed well with my soul - extremely well.
Sincerely yours
Alma
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