I would have written you myself if I could put down in words everything I want to say to you. A sea of ink would not be enough.But you built me dreams instead Celia says looking up at him. And I built you tents you hardly ever see. I have had so much of you around me always and I have been unable to give you anything in return that you can keep.
Our love was covered in fur yet I was the only one who wanted to pet it.