Dear

You will no doubt be surprised to receive a letter from one who is almost a total
stranger to you, but I hope you will pardon me for my boldness when I tell you how truly,
how deeply I love you.

I cannot stop but wondering, sir, could you tell me where you have gotten those
charms from? Those charms, that keep me awake at night; those charms that make me
daydream when there’s light. I am fully aware that this letter may seem all sudden, dear, but
my heart is impatient and cannot be quieted until I tell you this secret. I was wondering if
you would mind, if I told you my heart belongs to you and it turns me blind. I cannot see any
purpose in my life, when from you I hide. Days are passing by. I look around and people
seem all so cloudy… But when I turn my heart to you, the whole world suddenly illuminates.
I remember the day I let my handkerchief fall; but, sir, that was not all to fall. Could you
possibly give a hand and pick me up from this dark place where I cannot even breathe?

Could you give me the honor to solely answer this letter? To I, who cannot imagine
any happiness in the future which is not identified with you, would you mind sending one
letter as I want not die, without knowing your ocean eyes have roled through my anxious
letter? Would you please tell me, sir, how is it possible this weak soul of mine feel so
vigorous when thinking of ours combined? These words could seem childish or foolish to you
dear sir but would it be possible being as naïve as a child when it comes to love?