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Jan 15, 2016

Mark: Dearest Bianca,
I hope that you had an enjoyable dinner.

I am here on this plane, longing for you, in a rather visceral manner. I have been re-reading our messages.

Your contention is that we are very different. Yes, we indeed are. You do read the Post, have an incommensurable desire of being famous someday. You also have an emotional intelligence that has taken me aback, have a way of making anything and everything you touch immensely interesting to me, a wicked sense of humor and the ability of being witty at the right time. You are also incredibly resourceful, versatile and incredibly thoughtful. In addition, you have something mysterious about you, something that draws me to you in an uncontrollable manner. Even if I used all my mental faculties, I could never solve you as a puzzle, as I am too fascinated by it, too mystified by it, too much involved to be able to conjure up the energy and focus to try and solve it. You have an angelic beauty that is simply disarming. Your blue eyes, oh your blue eyes where I lost myself for so long on that Tuesday. And your smile just brings me down to my knees.

We may indeed be different, but can't we celebrate our differences and accept that wonderful things sometimes follow principles that we are unable to comprehend?

Having said all that, what do I do then?  Other than stand in front of you and admit that I have fallen in love with you despite the fact that I've only seen you twice? Can't your see that you have what I have been seeking for so long? As I told you, I did not know what I was looking for - now that I have found it, it's truly self evident.

You are indeed absolutely right. We are very different. I'm just a loner. One who happens to be very famous in his field but prefers anonymity, one who has been seeking a reason beyond the stars to justify his existence. After Tuesday, I feel that the crazy things I've experienced in my life have been redeemed and that the future irrational decisions I may take would be justified. We are different in that an absolutely rational and logical man stands here in front of you just prepared to live life based on his feelings and intuition, is prepared to accept that his future started afresh last Sunday, and is prepared to accept that he can be happy, even if this happiness is short-lived.

My dearest Bianca, just understand that I accept you exactly as you are, that I adore you exactly as you are, and that the reasons you have provided about our differences will not dissuade me from falling madly in love with you. I was afraid that this would happen, and it is happening. Now that it is, I will only enjoy every second of it, as I would never forgive myself if I acted in a cautious and restrained manner. This is too rare and too precious no to be enjoyed to its fullest extent.

You are special and unique. No matter what you think, please remember that at all times.

Love,
Mark

P.S.: I have just landed and my desire of seeing you, even if for minute has not been abated.

P.P.S.: The flight arrived super late. Of course I'd understand if you could not make it tonight. I still have to go through immigration and come from JFK to Manhattan. There is absolutely no pressure whatsoever. If that's the case, I'll keep counting the minutes till Sunday. By the time this message reaches you, it should be around 2,530 minutes until then...11:15 PM

Bianca: :) Please do come and see me.  I lit some candles and even had a cappuccino in anticipation of your lateness. Take your time...no rush. 11:21 PM

Mark: Ok. I'll definitely come.  I could not stop thinking about you.  I will not have much time, but I just want to see you.  11:24 PM

Bianca: Are you thru immigration yet? :)  11:29 PM

Mark: I'm just so crazy about you.  Still on the plane.  11:29 PM

Bianca: No rush. I'm not going anywhere.  I may have to make love to you… 11:34 PM

Mark: Finally got off the plane.  The queue in immigration is ridiculous. So frustrated.  I'm dying to see you.  11:41 PM

Bianca: Relax dear. You'll see me soon. Take your time... After all, I've only been waiting 31 years for you…  What's another hour?  11:59 PM