To me you are the world, to me you are everything. There are people that can’t see that but they should. There are many things I want to say, to depict and tell you but I don’t think that there is a place, I don’t think there is a time.
You didn’t have to take me in when mother died and you didn’t have to treat me as your own. You could have left me, you could have taken me to another place, asked another school to take me in. These are all things you didn’t do because you wouldn’t.

When I have been down you have cared for me. When I have been in trouble you created me. People may ask you to do the most ridiculous things and out of love you do them.
My worst fear was always to disappoint you. I fear that I actually disappointed myself. There in no-one here for me to say this to. Not even a representation of you, for that like you is gone. I lost you both.

You were, you are still when I talk to you, my world, my everything.

He was jealous of that and I think you knew. Now I am jealous.

Always yours. Lou x