Dearest Ed,
If by some miracle this bottle finds you before I do, know that I am coming to you. I have so much to say to you, so much to explain, to apologize for. I don't know where to begin. Maybe I shouldn't. Not here, at least. Maybe I should wait until we're together again. We will be together again. I'm sure of it.
I can't imagine what you must think of me. Promise me you'll give me a chance to explain. Promise you'll give us a chance. I am going to find you, and once I do, I'll never leave you again. I desperately want to tell you why, but perhaps you already know. I'll wait. If you hear it from my lips, maybe I can make you believe it. Until then
I am yours. Always.
Stede




















