Hello dear xxx!!!
I am glad to receive your new letter.
You write such beautiful and sweet words. I re-read your letter many times and I understand that you are a very good man.
With you I can not discuss serious matters, I can trust you.
Say, do you really write me seriously, you write to me frankly?
I ask you a question just because we are already talking about such serious things, like feelings.
My dear such things can not be a joke. My feelings for you are growing constantly.
With every your letter I understand that you have something that appeals to me, that draws me to you.
When I receive your letters, it makes me feel so nice to me is the feeling when I so want to write to you,
I can not calm down, because at the other end of the world is a man who writes to me and waits for my letters.
You're waiting for my letters? I do not cause you trouble if you write?
Today I had a very strange and even bizarre case. Today when I walked down the street I thought about you.
I imagined and dreamed of the future. I'm dreaming so much that my subconscious like a thing of another world.
I went and presented as if I'm in your city. I'm just down the street.
All around me are familiar to, around the same building as in my town, but I do understand that I'm in your city.
I was walking and I enjoy life. The weather was very beautiful and sunny. I went straight for a long time and finally turned to the right.
And suddenly turning to me faced man. I even dropped out of the hands of the bag.
When he bent down to help me, then I realized it was you!
I was shocked by a surprise, I was so happy to have met you.
Then I asked you a question: "I found out you did or not?"
You're still a long look at my face and then abruptly turned red and your face was so happy and joyful.
You said, 'Oh my God! Olga! Is that you? "
For some time we stood and stared at each other on our faces.
Then we started talking and had a nice conversation. We walked down the street.
When ny wanted to take my hand and I held out your hand, my hand was in a completely different hand.
Then I woke up from his imagination. My hand was the hand of my friend. It turns out I was walking with his girlfriend.
We walked in silence, and so my imagination so much play.
My friend then told me that all the way until we were walking I was talking to herself. I keep repeating your name!
I have not told my girlfriend that I met you. But after that incident, I told her about you.
She was very happy for me.
At first she did not believe me, she and I have never believed that the Internet can find such a wonderful person like you!
But I have found you and am very glad and happy to do so.
Excuse me if I am writing these stupid things that happen to me.
But I really wanted to share with you this, I want to talk about everything that happens to me.
I also want you to tell me about their lives.
Now I will finish my letter and I hope to receive your early reply!
I send a lot of very tender and sweet kisses.
Your Olga!