Won't you stay floating in my thoughts? Won't you come stand by my side? It's new here, but not unbearable; I have so much to tell you, to tell you of incredible friends, new ones and old ones. Or I could tell you how our research is going over here. Sometimes it flows and other times, it seems so, so stuck.
I know you're busy, and I'm busy, and I'd hate to pull you from work. But some days, it's all I can do to work, when my mind flutters back to you, and I wish we could stand side by side. Or, do you remember back before I was a Court Herbalist, and I was new to Clarines? I visited you, and you'd been working yourself to death, Zen, and you'd taken a nap next to me. And it was one of the most peaceful moments, I can recall.
I've never read quietly to myself as someone I love rests next to me, until then, and I'd never realized how gentle and quietly peaceful it was or could be. I'd never known until then, and I wonder if that's what it would feel like to be married to you.
I never thought of marriage near as much as I do, now that we are apart, as if it were just a heart's insistent longing, that reaches and reaches out to distract me. And I'm sure it's nothing more than missing you, because I don't think you'll propose the moment we see each other again.
I think I'll be so caught up in the reunion, Zen, that even thoughts of marrying you won't distract me. I miss you, and some days, I miss you even more than before. I really hope that I'll be able to tell you everything in person soon, that we'll be able to speak up in a way that letters fail to convey, and that maybe I'll be able to introduce you to Yuzuri, Suzu, and Kirito. I wonder how Wistal is treating you right now, and if you think of me too, as often as my mind seems to wander back to you.