Men are a curse upon the land that no natural calamity can fix. I, among such a low, unworthy species, share in this poor demeanor. I am sloppy, crude, crass, unreasonable, furious, and without a positive quality. I am a broken creature left to suffer with those who had wronged the universe in some forgotten and impossible way.
This is what I used to believe, before I stumbled into your presence. If men were a plague to be cast down upon the Earth, then it is with all my heart that I believe women were sent to fix such a mistake. Nothing holds the ability to tame man like that of a beautiful woman. I have witnessed men turn from the foulest of rabid beasts, to the most respectable, heaven blessed gift this galaxy could hope to see. Women have a way of taking darkness and spinning it into a thread blessed of purity.
For you, the most fetching of all women, I must admit that I have relinquished all control. My heart has not been my own since we first embraced, nor has my mind been in such a clear state as when I look upon thee. You have become my world, my home, and nothing would destroy me more than to have you lost in the oceans of man's destruction.
I am nothing without you. Please, return to me with the utmost haste.
Yours forever,
Lost Gentleman
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