I just got back to Costa Mesa a
few minutes ago and am now sitting down to write you a quick letter before
going to bed. Margaret is resting comfortably. I like how despite this technological age, we
are choosing to support the local post office.
We must be philatelists at heart.
All of this talk of religion lately has caused me to do a lot of
thinking. There’s no doubt that we’ve
still got quite a bit of talking to do on the subject. However, maybe the best thing we could do
would be to give it a little rest, for a while, even if it were only for a
week. I know you are strong in your
Catholic faith as am I in the Buddhist teachings, but maybe some down time will
give us a chance to get our heads cleared so we can take a fresh look at
things. This might not be the best
thing, but everything is kind of jumbled up in my head with so much happening
so fast. I need a little time to think
without any pressure.
I’m not someone who makes a lot of
promises, because sometimes they can be too hard to keep. But I want to make one to you right now. It may sound kind of dumb or “mushy,” but it’s
what I feel. If you give me the chance,
I’m going to show you what love is. Not
something simple, but all of love: all
of its power, strength, compassion, support, romance, caring, friendship, and
everything else. I’ll show you what it
means to have a true lover, even as I am still learning myself. I won’t hold anything back from you, and I’ll
never let you settle for second best from me or yourself. I’ll give you something that you’ll never get
from anywhere else, now or ever in the future.
The two of us make a dynamic duo, and I want to keep proving it to you
over and over. I don’t want you to ever
forget what it feels like to be loved, and especially to be loved by me.
S-Person, if music is my life, you
are my song. And if I make my promise,
my words and actions will keep on playing our song forever. All you have to do is sign your name across
my heart. I love you.
Max
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