Dear Olivia,

When I awake in the morning, you are the first thing I think about. You are my sun, my moon, my stars but I have refused to show it because of your sorrow for your brother. Dwelling in the dark, your heart has become cold by loneliness, but I will be there to enlighten it.

Your hair glows like snow on a moonlit night and your eyes are so blue I fear if I dive I them I will never come up for air. With your lips as red as roses, you make my heart skip a beat. Although I feel weak, your faint smile dwells in the bottom of my heart telling me I will get through this.

Before the cry of your love, Olivia, I was lost but you came and set me free. I have protected you through all these decades, from Duke Orsino’s messengers, your hideous uncle and much more. I would do this for one thousand years longer.

Yellow stockings I will wear for the rest of my life if I must. A smile will grow on my face for eternity.

From your ever-loving husband to be,

M.A.I.O.