一封英文情书

Dear Tasha，

You are the very air that I breathe， the very love that I need， my heart， my soul， my everything。 The sweetest of my memories come when I think of you。 I remember the very first day that I saw you， I could not believe I was looking at a human being。 I pinched myself the hardest one could ever do so as to wake myself up from the drunken stupor I was in。 For a moment I believed I was in heaven; I even danced to the music the angels were singing。 Upon opening my eyes I realized I was not in heaven but that an angel had come down to earth， just for me。

The music of your voice surpasses that of the greatest orchestra belting out its very best composition。 Your skin is softer than the finest satin and glows radiantly illuminating like the sun， setting over a serene pool of crystal clear water。 Your eyes dance like mermaids in the sunshine， promulgating the exotic beauty from within your innermost being。 Words alone limit me to explaining exactly how I feel about you。

I can say you are the sole comforter to me， the only one who ever took the pain to understand me。 You dry every tear that falls down my cheeks。 Loving you is the best thing that ever happened to me and I will forever cherish the moments we have spent together。

Every night I dream of heaven， and I'd gotten used to the idea that they are looking for an angel， one that went missing the day you stepped into my life， the day all my sorrows were washed away and I took a step into the impossible， crossing the margin from natural to supernatural。 You are my angel and forever you will be。 The one whose memories I will treasure forever till the day I turn into an angel like you。

Love always，

Dee Vynn