Dear James,

Can we talk about happy things from now on? I want these letters to be like our safe space where it is just you and I. None of the bad stuff that is happening. I can't take anymore bad stuff. I wanna be with you so bad, James. I want to spend every second of everyday with you. I want you take me dancing again. I want to stay out all night and just roam the city until we can't walk anymore because our legs feel like they will give out at any moment, and then we would go back home where we can fall asleep in each other's arms. Then you would be the first thing I see in the morning. And we wouldn't have to worry about anything expect having to get out of bed. I want to feel your touch, James. I want to be able to kiss you, and hug you, and hold your hand. I want to be happy again. I want to be happy with you, my love. I swear to you the moment I see you, I'm going to hold you in arms and never let you go again. You'll probably get me sick of me. I love you so much, James.

Sincerely, Elizabeth