Dear Phil [Phan]

19/10/10

Dear Phil,

After reading over my letters it has become apparent that I never told you what I was planning to do with the money from the work. I was planning on taking you on a holiday. The most exciting holiday you'd ever been on. I wanted you to choose your favourite place in the world. The place that would bring you so much comfort you wouldn't know what to do with yourself. But then after thinking, I thought the last thing you'd want to do would be to galavant across some foreign country with me, listening to a language we don't speak and taking pictures in unfamiliar places. That's probably the furthest from home we could be. I don't want to be hot headed, but I feel like the most comfortable place in the world would be at home watching movies in our bed. I want to be able to cuddle you again. I want to be able to kiss you goodnight again. I want to be able to reach for the popcorn at the same and touch hands with you again. I want to be able to kiss you so hard we forget to breathe again. I just want to fall asleep in your arms. I want to see you. I want you.

I hope to soon hold you in my arms and cover you with a million and one kisses, burning like the sun that shines on the flowers that grow strong and tall and beautiful. Please write to me soon, I long to hear from you.

I love you always,

Dan