Heaven,                                                                                        June 13, 1941

Can I call you Ven? it sounds cute, and I've started calling you that in my head. It sounds like a pet name of sorts and the thought of us having pet names for each other is filling my heart with golden flames of love. however those flames diminish when you mention that you haven't heard from Dylan in a while, and yes your worried, but I feel your need to hear  from him is ridiculous, I mean he's at war, of course you won't hear from him frequently, and the fact you need to mention him in every conversation is getting old, and I'll be honest my flames are turning red now whenever I hear his name. Dylan, Dylan, Dylan, it's all I hear. Can't we just discuss something else can't you just listen to what I have to say, I listen to you through everything and you can't even be bothered to ask how I am. I still love you though

Listen to me love,

Luci