Dear Ileana, I have never loved another woman the way that I love you.  I hope we can be together again some day.  I know I need to be patient.  I know I need to give you space.  I feel like, in a lot of ways, we were both premature at getting back together in January, but we both feared too much time going by for fear of losing each other, when in fact we should've had faith that we'd still love each other even as some more time went by.  I feel like we were premature, we should've let more of the negative emotions -- guilt and resentment -- dissipate before getting back together again.  So, with the hope of actually learning our lessons, I'm trying my hardest to stay patient and respect your space.  But its getting really hard and I'm starting to feel the urge to take action, to do something, to reach out to you.  I'm thinking about your missed call from last Saturday and I'm very tempted to call you back.  Its so hard not having you as part of my daily life.  Its frustrating too because tonight is Saturday night and I can only imagine what you're doing.  I pray to God that you don't do anything impulsive.  I'm gonna say it point-blank: I miss having sex with you.  I miss when we get naked standing up and hug each other.  I miss getting under the blankets with you.  I miss the excitement of kissing you.  I really miss going down on you.  I miss you going down on me.  I miss grabbing your ass.  I miss seeing your beautiful face by the twilight of your or my bedroom.  I miss touching and kissing your body all over.  I really miss kissing your neck.  I miss holding hands with you, in bed, walking down the street, on the couch, anywhere.  I miss your beautiful body Ileana.  I don't want to be intimate with any woman but you.  I miss you so much.  And that's part of why its so hard for me to be patient and respect your space, though recent history tells me that I must.  It will make it all the sweeter when we are finally together again.  I hope you feel and want the same thing.  Love,