I had written 5 hundred, or more poems (for you) but I deleted around 100 of my poems because I thought they were embarrassing.I wish I could find them again, because they told a story, if nothing else. I have at least 400 left.
Always be well. I will do whatever I can when I am gone and with our angel who loves you too, to keep watch over you, but you must be strong, my dearest friend of my heart and find freedom, or you will not last. You are so precious to me, I could never express it strongly, or meaningfully enough.  I was so blessed to have met you, because you showed me what love felt like, or meant.
I get to go to Heaven with you in my mind. How wonderful is that?
I love you forever.