Letter to Henry

My dear Henry,

I wrote you a lot of letters but I didn’t send them. Today I decided you have to know something about me. I am sorry about my disappearance many years ago. I must to explain you why did I do that. I loved you that all time during the day when I left. But I could not live that life that we lived. I wanted simple woman’s happily life, but it was impossible. I know you loved me, but you loved gold too and it won. I really wanted to have children, but we could not have them together. I know it’s not your fault. But I thought if I will go away, you will understand who have you lost. I am not proud of myself, I hurt you. But I could not go against of my heart. I hope you are good. And sooner or earlier you will be agree with me.