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Dear FutureMe, Dear FutureMe, Are you still with Laura? Still in love with her? Are you in London or Tasmania? This was written three days before Laura came to visit me in Aberdeen. I can't wait to see her, but it's going to tear me apart to let her go again. Deep down, I don't think that when you/I read this again, I'll still be involved with her. Maybe we won't even be in touch, for both our sakes. If that has happened, this email is a reminder of how much I loved her, how I would have given up everything for her and how much I truly wish I could be hers. She might think I'm exaggerating, but I've never met anyone as perfect for me - beautiful, funny, sexy, lovely, caring and just downright amazing. I genuinely never thought I'd meet anyone like her. By the time this arrives, I think she'll be gone, and that wee bit of light that shone in my heart will be gone. I'll be focused on my work once more, living the same day, day after day. I know I'm going to lose her, and it hurts. Hurts that I can't be hers and make her happy, be there to look after and care for her. Because deep down, even though she might not admit it, I think she might need it. Remember how much you loved her, never forget. Always keep that special place in your heart for her, because she'll always think fondly of you. You'll have the pictures, the letters, the postcards, the poetry, the gifts. But most of all, you'll have the memories. Keep them safe. Tim 1st February 2006