I don't long for you, ache for you as I might. I don't miss you because you are always with me in my heart. I know you don't miss me because I am part of your soul. Ours is a love that transcends the limitations of time and space. Our love is so strong; we need not be together for the pulsing rhythm of our hearts to fuse.
Together, we are immeasurably happy, we fit better than pieces of a puzzle. Apart, we are the same. I know in my heart that you are always thinking of me, I am always thinking of you, and we need nothing else.
I adore every inch of you, I love Kenshin Himura and Shinta and Hitokiri Battousai. I love your past, I love you now, I'll love you forever. I bless your hair, your face, your body, your scars. I love your soul and spirit and mind and heart, and you love mine. My heart is devoted to you, in every fiber of my being.
Yahiko doesn't understand, Kenji doesn't understand. No one understands but you and me, anata. They think I am waiting here for you, but it's not true. I need not wait for you, because you are already here, in my soul. They pity me, they fear for me, they curse you and miss you and want you home. They love you, but not as much as I. I don't need you here to love you. I don't need anything to love you.
Nothing can destroy our devotion. No one, nothing. Not the vast expanses of the universe, not all of Japan's army, not any god or deity. Death and life cannot rock us. We are forever joined in our spirits, and death cannot tear down that eternal bond.
I will die for you. Soon, soon, anata. Together our bliss will grace the heavens, and the galaxies will be filled with the glorious light of our undying love.