But now the dark heavy curtains are staying closed nearly all the time. The only time they open, is when I'm speaking to you (MW). But soon it looks like I will have to order the shutters and padlocks.
I'm certain I think of him while he's thinking of me because I think of him constantly. I still pray that God will grant me this one little trifle, this one wish, this one pleaded idea. I drop to my knees and ask him to bring us together.