La Vie

Jag hittade ett otroligt brev som skrevs utav Beethoven till sin fru som jag bara älskar och jag tillägnar den till dig.

Though still in bed, my thoughts go out to you, my Immortal Beloved,
now and then joyfully, then sadly, waiting to learn whether or not
fate will hear us - I can live only wholly with you or not at all -
Yes, I am resolved to wander so long away from you until I can fly to
your arms and say that I am really at home with you, and can send my
soul enwrapped in you into the land of spirits - Yes, unhappily it
must be so - You will be the more contained since you know my fidelity
to you. No one else can ever possess my heart - never - never - Oh
God, why must one be parted from one whom one so loves. And yet my
life is now a wretched life - Your love makes me at once the
happiest and the unhappiest of people - At my age I need a steady, quiet
life - can that be so in our connection?
Be calm, only by a calm consideration of our existence can we achieve our purpose to live together - Be calm - love me - today - yesterday - what tearful
longings for you - you - you - my life - my all - farewell.
Oh continue to love me - never misjudge the most faithful heart of your
beloved.

Ever thine,
ever mine,
ever OURS.

"-Beethoveen"