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She sat at the small childhood desk that had been in her room since she was a child.and looked at the pages spread out before her.
Each had come when she needed them the most and although they were words meant for another, for Josephine, she found comfort in the strength they gave her.
Whomever Josephine was surely she would be missing her Dear Heart? These notes belonged to her, Josephine and again she dreamt of the possibility of finding her very own Dear Heart.
The pages reminded her of both sad and not so sad moments and she sighed with the knowledge that she must find their rightful owner. Picking each one up she almost swore at herself when one dropped to the floor.
Leaning down she reached for the note when she realised there was not one but two notes within her reach.
My dear Josephine,
Were that I with you at this moment my love. Each day brings us closer though it still seems so very far away.
Dreaming Josephine. Dreaming is the way we reach for the loves our hearts desire. Each desire just as important as one another.
Until next time my love,
Your very own,
Dear Heart xxx
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Notes For Josephine
RomanceAs a teen the letters started to arrive. As an adult they became her reason to continue. They came in moments when all else seemed lost. They came... with love for someone else. © Copyright 2015 All Rights Reserved.
