XVI. The Waves: Tuesday

Tuesday
 Dearest
 I feel certain that I am going mad again
 I feel we can't go through another of those terrible times
 And I shan't recover this time
 I begin to hear voices
 And I can't concentrate
 So I am doing what seems the best thing to do
 You have given me
 The greatest possible happiness
 You have been in every way all that anyone could be
 I don't think two people could have been happier
 'Til this terrible disease came
 I can't fight any longer
 I know that I am spoiling your life
 That without me you could work
 And you will, I know
 You see I can't even write this properly
 I can't read
 What I want to say is I owe all the happiness of my life to you
 You have been entirely patient with me
 And incredibly good
 I want to say that
 Everybody knows it
 If anybody could have saved me
 It would have been you
 Everything has gone from me, but the certainty of your goodness
 I can't go on spoiling your life any longer
 I don't think two people could have been happier than we have been
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