you should have married her before. you knew how she felt. / don't you think i wanted that ? / then why didn't you ? / because .. my war isn't over yet ..
happy new year, my love .. may my letters of woe, grief, joy, and harmony continue to be written, enjoyed, loathed, indulged, or adored.
may our days be softer and kinder and wiser.
— sauvage.