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Dear Jane,
Thank you for responding to me. I was, indeed, twisting my rings. It still bothers me to know that I share this trait with Paddy Doyle, but I have learned to live with it. I am a little worried. I haven't heard from you since you responded. I have texted a couple of times and have received no response. I know you are probably just busy, but I worry that you have figured out what is in my heart and on my mind. So, this is the last riddle I will send to you. It should leave no doubt, and I hope that the response I receive from you is favorable.
Love,
Maura
The time has come for you to know,
the confession of my heart.
So let's go back through memories,
to how it came to start.
I loved at the Merch,
When you stared into my chest,
And when you allowed me play softball,
Even though I was a pest.
I loved you when you saved my life,
more than once it seems,
And I've loved you over and over,
so many times in all my dreams.
I loved you when I fixed your nose,
and examined your sore toe,
and I scared myself so many times,
thinking surely you would know.
I've made some big mistakes,
There is a correction I must do,
I was so wrong about Ian,
The love of my life will always be…
Please Jane, I hope you respond.