Every inch of me shall perish. Every inch, but one. An inch. It is small, it is fragile, and it is the only thing in the world worth having. We must never lose it or give it away. We must never let anyone take it from us. What I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that, even though I do not know you, and even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you, I love you. With all my heart, I love you.
