It is much easier to write in love than any other way
My Dear Sweetheart,
It is time for my car to go but I must write a few words to you, it is next to impossible to go one entire day without saying something to you. I love you, I love you I love you, I love you. Come back soon. The car is just starting, but I cannot stop I love you. Frances called up yesterday and wanted to know when I was going to N.H. and how long I was going to stay. I love you I love, — she sent her love to you. And I love you. My tooth aches terribly, tremendously. I want you.
I hate to look up to 116 Gladstone St. I want you to come back to me, I love you. Haven’t heard from the tunnel yet but it may come in a little while and it may be months you know. I love you.
Well darling, I cannot delay any longer so will close, will bring to an end, in other words, this letter. Very extremely reluctantly, unwillingly, needless to say, I could keep on writing all day, as much as I used to dislike writing and as hard as it seems to be. It is much easier to write in love than any other way. Dearie, dearie I love you.
The end. but continued tomorrow.
Love to all and to you dear.
p.s. In addressing your envelope just now, I started to write My Dear, instead of Miss Mabel. I love you.