My Dearest One,
I do not have much time. Not nearly enough to tell you in every way how much I love you, barely enough time to finish this note. Suffice to say, i adore you and wish that this could have been avoided, or at least delayed some in order for me to spend more time loving you.
But, I do not control time, nor space, not even those coming for me. All I control is this hand that writes these words, that mails the envelope, and that includes the keys to the lockbox as well.
Love,
Your Beloved
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