“The man of my dreams has almost faded now. The oed in my mi of man eas of i a reaches of her heart. I almost see him would I say to him,if he were really here? Five me,I have his feeling. I''''ve lived without it all my life. Is it ahat I failed t it to me for the first time. Is there any ; tell you how my life has ged? Any way at all to let you kness you have givehere is so much to say. . . I ot find the words. Except for these I love you! ”