#7

January 25, 1951

Dear Virginia,

The nights and days I think of you - you become a part of me.  Can you hold that against me?  We have met so briefly and my life has so completely changed that it could never be the same. All endeavors lead me to thee.  Every little successes means nothing.  Without you, my future becomes blank.  You are my future. Without you, any failure is justified.  It could not matter to me a jot. That may be a cowardly alibi. But that's the way things are.

I have given my love to you so lavishly and completely that without you, nothing could matter to me anymore.  Beloved, say the words and my life is justified.  I shall dedicate it to your happiness and ours.


All there is,
Gomer