Love

How truly do I love you, my dear Magnus. If I could only express how your words make me feel. If I could only respond to you properly. I do fear my writing will not be adequate, and even know it is not as I write. Yet, my heart drives me to write, as you desire nothing less than what my heart can give. What you write to me is so real that I read your messages over and over again. I think of you a lot. As I drive. As I walk to class. As I do everything. Your love consumes me and makes me whole. I ask how dare you love me like this? And, I ask how I can dare to love so easily. But, with you I can because I can do no other. You have shown me I must love. It is who I am.

You know that I was not born to be simply liked or even just admired. What use are these things? What are my academic studies worth if departed from love? What is my body if only for physical gratification? Magnus, forgive me, I have given myself to vile men before. My former boyfriend was so charming and friendly at first, and I felt I loved him. I wanted him to want me so badly, and I wore revealing clothing for him. I'm sorry to say this, but you say I must be truthful. You said I must be honest in order to know your love. I desired the attention and knew he wanted me. Oh, how I wished he wanted me as you do. I will be sincere and say that I wanted him to love me so much he couldn't stand it. I gave much of myself, but nothing compared to what I am prepared to give you.

Magnus, I know you would not lie to me. How could you? I know you have love for yourself, as I do, and you have said the one who has self-love cannot deceive himself. If you refuse to deceive yourself, you also refuse to deceive me, and that is why I cannot help but love you. That is why I want you, my dearest Magnus. When I think of all the women who love you, I am not jealous but happy. You love them as you love me. In fact, I feel that when you love them you love me also, because they are all like my sisters who choose truth over deception. I know we are all needed more with you. You allow them to tell me about your fantasies and desires. Oh, I know them so well. I was once your fantasy, but now I am yours for real, in every way you desire me. When I think of being so desired I do yearn for you, and know we will be intimate when the time is right. As requested, another picture. Magnus, you know you have my permission to take this body any way you desire...