XVI. The Waves: Tuesday

Tuesday

Dearest

I feel certain that I am going mad again
I feel we can't go through another of those terrible times
And I shan't recover this time
I begin to hear voices
And I can't concentrate
So I am doing what seems the best thing to do
You have given me
The greatest possible happiness
You have been in every way all that anyone could be

I don't think two people could have been happier
'Til this terrible disease came

I can't fight any longer
I know that I am spoiling your life
That without me you could work
And you will, I know

You see I can't even write this properly
I can't read

What I want to say is I owe all the happiness of my life to you

You have been entirely patient with me
And incredibly good
I want to say that
Everybody knows it

If anybody could have saved me
It would have been you

Everything has gone from me, but the certainty of your goodness
I can't go on spoiling your life any longer
I don't think two people could have been happier than we have been
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