Dear Marcus! I feel so sorry for not writing to you for some time and
it's really joy for me to reply to you now. May be, it sounds funny,
but I get a great pleasure reading your mails. I really understand
your letters perfectly and I like to do it. May be, I imaged a sweet
fairy-tale for myself, but I like this fairy-tale, I want to believe
it. I think that you can put into the words less, than you really
think and want to tell me, just because words can't transfer and
express all our minds. But it doesn't prevent me to feel you and to
read between lines. It seems to me that I have been knowing you for a
long time - all my life. I have the feeling that I read your spirit,
your heart... I hope that you have felt me too.
Marcus ,reading your letters, I so regret, that I know and understand
English not perfectly. My heart helps me to understand you. Do you
want to know my the most treasured dream? I want to admit, that my the
most desired dream is to see you my own eyes. I wish to see your face,
your eyes and you entirely and to talk with you directly, to feel you
in reality that is my great desire. One minute of speaking with you,
of looking to you can replace all our corresponding, but, certainly,
I love to communicate with you by letters, I love your letters very
much. I read them as the beautiful novel, it is my favorite novel...
I like to read novels and I have read a lot of them, but I have not read
something like that. My life becomes more beautiful than the lifes of
heroes of my favorite novels. I couldn't even dream about that. But
one fact upsets me and makes me unhappy: you are so far from me,
thousand kilometers are between us...
Marcus, excuse that has not answered your questions. You have asked me
about music. I like music very much. I as like to listen to classical
music (Chaycovskiy, Bethowen, Mocart, BAh) You ask me about sport.
Sometimes I would go in a sports hall what to support my figure in the
excellent form. You ask me about hobby. Unfortunately I have no hobby.
I do not have time for it.
Marcus, I am sure that there is no distinction in that what country my
beloved man will be from. God, who created this world, couldn't think
that we will live separately. He has created this world that we lived
in peace, but we (people) created the geographical borders, we
imagined the differences between people, we forgot that we all are a
big family. There are no any geographical borders for me, I just don't
see the sense of them. For my opinion, people don't need the borders.
I know that when I find my dear man I will follow him to any place in
this big world. I am sure that good people can live in any place,
especially when they love each other. Please, answer me, what do you
think about it. Goodbye !
Elena.