Dear Max,
You know what I miss about home the most? Holding you in my arms right before I fall asleep, and seeing you first thing in the morning when I wake up. I miss running my hands through your hair. I miss the way your eyelashes brush up against my face when you hold on to me. I miss everything about you, Max.
You're all I ever think about out here. From the moment I wake up, to the second I fall asleep- actually, I dream about you too- you're the only person on my mind. You are my one and only. I love you with all my heart.
I'm sorry this letter is so short, Max. We're moving to a new location and almost everyone has already moved out. Of course, you know I can't say where I'll be. I don't know when I'll be able to write next, but I'll try my hardest. Internet may be available in our new location. Let's pray.
Give my regards to the others. Max, please don't worry about me. I'm perfectly healthy, besides being with out you.
Love,
Fang
