I look down the tracks and see you coming---and out of every haze and mist your darling rumpled trousers are hurrying to me--Without you, dearest dearest I couldn't see or hear or feel or think -- or live --I love you so and I'm never in all our lives going to let us be apart another night. It's like begging for mercy of a storm or killing Beauty or growing old, without you. I want to kiss you so -- and in the back where your dear hair starts and your chest -- I love you -- and I can't tell you how much -- To think that I'll die without your knowing -- Goofo, you've got to try [to] feel how much I do -- how inanimate I am when you're gone -- I can't even hate these damnable people -- Nobody's got any right to live but us -- and they're dirtying up our world and I can't hate them because I want you so -- Come Quick -- Come Quick to me --
I could never do without you if you hated me and were covered with sores like a leper -- if you ran away with another woman and starved me and beat me -- I still would want you I know...
to F. Scott Fitzgerald