“Arthur, my dearest, I must write you, or you will think I did not get your letters. But when I start to write you all I can think of to say to you is — Why aren’t you here? Oh, why aren’t you here? — And I have written that to you before… I have nothing to say but that I long to see you. I am glad t…”— Edna St. Vincent Millay, amazon.comTagged: Love, Desire, Longing, Long Distance