Dear Love, It has been almost fifty one and a quarter hours, I have not seen your face. I have tried listening to your voice calmly but distracted by the network errors. I want to say but I won't that to which extent I have missed you of which I had never ever dreamt of. These fifty two odd hours have passed by me like fifty two sundays. I just pray that you are happy, contentful, rejoicing moments out there and wish that you might be thinking about me with the same caring smile that my face possesses before closing eyes on not finding you by my side now. Loads of love & hugs, LETTER- I "A POET'S LETTER OF LOVE TO HIS BELOVED" ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Dear Love, It has been almost fifty one and a quarter hours, I have not seen your face. I have tried listening to your voice calmly but
