Dear Francis Bonnefoy,
Another day gone by my love, we seem so close to our special day. Yet somehow I feel so far away. Our demons are taunting us, we both are feeling the urge to tell one another what we have planned. I know we will fight them though, we always do. No matter what we would never go far out and listen to those voices in our heads. It seems strange for me to talk about this once again. It hasn't happened in a long time, you know what I am talking about or I hope you do. Till next time poppet, Je t'aime Francis.
-Yours truly, Arthur Kirkland 3-15-13