I have found no more. They journey you hath begun with me must end with out me. My love for thee was strong, but they love for myself was burned and broken. I felt I had fallen from our Lord. That he hath seen no more good in me. I had gone on for months with feelings of sorrow and nothingness. And than I dreamt that an angel of the Lord looked down upon me. It spoke, but I understood it not. Its heavenly glow blinded me, and my eyes could no longer see. I thought my soul taken. My body felt as hollow as conch shell. I could feel the sound of the ocean traveling through me. But then I was awoken. I was certain I was dead. My dream was real. How could it have not been? I was sure that the angel had forgotten my soul. So I had to make sure my soul was returned to God. So I beg of you, do not be cross with me. It had to be done. Do not worry my dear, one day the angel will collect your soul as well, and then we will be reunited in the kingdom of our ever so holy God. And we shall be together for eternity.
I must go now. Farewell my dear, I bid thee goodbye…"