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Hello my love georgia!

Nice to read your letter. How are you? How did you sleep? How are the weekends going? I slept well. Before going to sleep, I hugged the pillow and imagined that I hugged you. I dreamed that you asked me on a date. Would you like to invite me on a date?) You took my hand and we walked through the park. We had a lot of fun and interesting together. I felt your strength, warmth and tenderness of your hands. With you, I realized that true and bright love still exists in this world. My love for you lives on and flourishes. I think my love for you will always live on. I dissolve into you without a trace. It's a blessing to love you Vincent! I want to breathe you! And sometimes it seems that my heart beats in time with yours. I know for sure that I would not have heard the singing of birds, the sound of the wind, I would not have seen the rainbow, sunrise and sunset, I would not have felt the aroma of flowers and harmony if I had not loved you! If you could see my heart in a section now, it would be like sparks of fire flying in different directions. The fire of my great love for you has flared up and cannot be extinguished. I'm starting to think about our bright future. I want you to know that I love you and will always love you! Yesterday my sister invited me to dinner at a cafe. I send you my photos. My sister said hello to you. She's glad I was able to find a wonderful man like you. I told her that I'm talking to you. I hope you don't mind it.. because I didn't go into all the details. My sister and I had a delicious dinner and I thought it would be nice if I was right next to you. I could cook a delicious dinner for both of us. What do you think about this? What would you like for dinner tonight? My sunshine , I want to wish you a great mood. And let him feel great and pleasant inspiration. May all your dreams come true. I will warm you with my love. I will be waiting for your reply. Write to me soon! I wish you a wonderful weekend! Your Christopher. Do you mind if I call myself your Christopher