Aug 24th 1937
Darling - Every day is so full - and you are always so busy - and I'm getting so sick of seeing you in spurts - that I thought I'd write to you. Not that I've got anything to say - beyond reminding you that two weeks today you'll be starting on your much needed summer holiday - and sending you my best wishes for a nicer holiday than you've ever had before.
I feel that you're a bit worried about money - but I suppose we should really have expected to be - deciding to get married on the minimum. I think perhaps we have been a little extravagant here and there - over carpets, perhaps and the bedroom furniture - and the honeymoon - and I feel I'm a bit to blame with my "beauty" course and hair. But I'm sure we shall be glad later on (bar the last two items!) - and I think we shall just manage to stay solvent when I have changed my £30. So don't worry too much. It makes me feel a bit sad to think you have had to miss so much of the "light-headed" feeling that I have been enjoying. It's over now, I think, because the thought of only 14 more days is acting rather like a cold douche on my excitement.
There are so many little things to think of - all to do with other people - that I miss the times I had to myself last term to ponder over you - and all you meant to me. - Oh, Ticky - I am so very very afraid we are losing something precious - I want to marry you so badly - but please, please don't let us grow ordinary - I don't want to settle down a bit - just to do the same things every day - Marriage at the moment looks too middle-aged and smug to me - don't let it be - oh, darling - dearest dear - don't let it be! Life has been so exciting - so full of meaning since I first met you - let it ever be so. I wish you were here just to tell me it would - I should feel a bit happier then.
Mary - who will love you for always.
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