My Dearest,
There are few words that, to an untrained ear, can even begin to express my feelings for you, and I know them not, even though I may wrack my mind and scour lexicons to find them. So let me write the only three words powerful enough that I do know: I love you. And in time, I hope for you to feel the same. You do not know me at the moment, but I’ve seen you, watched you, admired you from afar. To you, you are simply another mare, who just so happens to be a princess. To me, you are my everything. I love you.
My writing should be clear to you, for I write it clearly. Though that may sound redundant, it is the truth. I writ