... How do I rid my mind of thoughts of one so exquisite so as to fall asleep without you? And how is it that I miss you so after such a short time?

Because when lover's part in passion, the fire never dies.

What have I done to deserve knowing you?

A beautiful soul, attracts good fate. Like moth's drawn to a flame. And so I burn for you.

You are too kind, and I adore you for it!

I can't express the joy you bring me - my kindness is all I have to give.