Jan. 31, 2021

Love Note

by Steve J. Burkett (author's profile)


Love Note

My Dearest Love:

I can't help myself whenever I'm thinking or dreaming about you with all of your loveliness I'm consumed with the very thought of holding you, touching my lips to yours. This is what I was thinking about when I went to sleep yesterday afternoon. Then I heard Tim calling me in my sleep. I woke up yelling his name. "Tim, where the hell are you?" There was the smell of something cooking in my dream. I closed my eyes pulling you tightly into my heart and started crying. I remember this morning back in '73 when the smell of food cooking woke us up. The aroma was filling the whole apartment. We got up and there was Tim cooking breakfast for us, Carol was sitting at the table already eating, (I think she was five) Tim was so proud to have made that breakfast for us. We love doing things for people. That's the brother I miss so much. I hear him calling me a low now, I'm glad I have you to hold me in your arms during the melancholy times. It is natural that you would be with me during my times of remembrance you were always there when these times were happening in our lives. I love you for every one of them.

I'll Love You Always
Forever + Ever
Your Steve


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singleservice Posted 2 months, 2 weeks ago. ✓ Mailed 2 months, 1 week ago   Favorite
Thanks for writing! I finished the transcription for your post.

I could really see the love you have for your partner, and it made me feel warm. Sending you strength!

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