alli

it's dark, cold, lonely

yet by transplantation, my lady

I am in fact the thirteen Earl of Co. Cork

watch my fire.

We connected. Through everything.
It was so sad last night going to site
and thinking you wouldn't be there anymore.
I don't know to bare that.

You deserve, as does your husband,
to give that marriage of yours a full chance
I love you, and respect that. So be it.

But we have something completely else.
I know where that cabin is.
This one now is the hands of the Gods.
I will love you forever. Bob