I have some wishes, some you can do, if you want to, and some that are impossiable for you to do.

(1) Find another wife, and start a family with her.

(2) If you have a girl, I would like it if you named her Alexandria, it would fit her perfectly

(3) If I ever get to got to the room that you are in, or if you got out. I would be pleased.

      I'd stay at the other end of the room. It would be midnight black in there, where you are going crazy, but I would just observe you from the other side of the room.

 Scarred and helpless is you, but I won't help at all, so I wrote you letters and I  tried to comfort you with words, like a warm blanket around a child. I do love you, and I do miss you. As I write these letter, you're still trapped in that midnight black room, going insane, but I  do try to comfort you with these letter, and I hope I could see you again, and feel your soft skin, and inhale your light scent.

 I do love you, My Dear. And these letters will always be with you, even is I'm not.

                                                                    Alexandria