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Letter from Aron to Poline March 16, 1914

Letter to Poline from Aron March 16, 1914 envelope A

Letter to Poline from Aron
March 16, 1914
Kishinev to Paris
Rue Vieille du Temple 41

16/29 11:30pm

I greet you, my dear old lady, my girl. Three more pounds of oranges from me. Please eat and enjoy. One pound is to thank you that you are writing to me. The second pound is because you are able to eat. And the three pounds I’m giving to you because I love you. In my name, please eat more chocolate. My dear soul, I cannot understand why recently you have been writing to me so seldom. How can I describe my feelings if I do not receive anything from you? Who can understand me? I am getting crazy from one letter to another. I cannot endure any suffering any more. I am begging you, my dear friend, if you want me to live, then write letters to me and send postcards. I cannot live without them. I will not eat. I will not sleep, but I want your letters every day. Your letter today gave me so much pleasure that I cannot even describe.  You are joking so much. In front of my eyes, I can see your image now, and I am endlessly kissing you. My God. What kind of power is that? Please make more jokes in your letters. I am begging you. I would like to stop right now because I feel bad. I cannot sit and I feel tired. I will continue in the morning. I promise to write you in the morning to continue this letter, but I didn’t have any physical possibility in the morning. That is why I am writing at night. We just came home. It is 11:30 pm. I didn’t even have dinner yet. Let me start what’s going on. Here is my schedule. I will be staying in the shop until the 15th of April when the Russian Easter ends. Then I will be free for a few days, and I will have the possibility to prepare things for my trip. I don’t know what to do with my passport. It kills me. If I will have it under somebody else’s name, that person is a peasant, not even literate. But there is no other way. He or somebody will not understand me. Polya, please talk with your father. Which agent should I use for my trip? And take a look. Maybe I will ask that person in Kishinev to write off  his expenses towards mine. I wrote to Manya, and she is asking me to drop by to say good-bye for two or three days. What do you think about it, Polinka? You think wrong that it is better to be separated because I am busy all day. No, I want to see you. You are mistaken, my friend. It’s even worse because for the entire day I have to be in all of these places and corners where you were, where you stood, where you sat. I feel like you are here, you are there, you are sitting here with Tsillie. With one word, I don’t let you go for even a minute. I feel you every time. Your image is in front of me every day and every night. I cannot live being separated from you. I would rather die next to you, hugging you. My dear God, it’s no wonder that you are not sleeping because I cannot stop thinking about you, especially when I am not sleeping. But it doesn’t make me happy. I want you to live well, to eat a lot, and to sleep. Please eat, drink milk, eat sour cream, get well. It will be easier then. I don’t want to live without you. I understand that you want letters from me, but I am sending postcards and newspapers every day. I want you only to see when I come home, go into my room to get your letter as a greedy wolf would get a sheep, but it doesn’t happen always.  If you only could see it, you would write more often to me. Again, I cannot live without you. It is such a pleasure to read your letter. I was laughing about your jokes and I am kissing you many, many times for that pleasure. I also like the drawing with my hair. I just am looking at it right now and laughing. Please write those kinds of letters to me. I am pleased to learn that you stayed in the old apartment. Polya, why do you not answer all of my letters? Did you receive a letter dated 24/9? I wish this job ends soon so I can take a rest. I feel so tired that I even can’t sit and write right now. Do you know what, my beloved friend, Goldman still didn’t give me money back. I think that he’s going to use the situation and he’s not going to give it back. Yesterday, I wrote a letter and asked him to drop off the money, but I’m not sure if he is going to do so.  I don’t know what’s going to happen when I will be quitting this job what they are going to talk about and what kind of sensation it is going to be after I leave, but I want to be with my dear soul and understand that the happiness is only to be with you. And when I think this way, it makes me sure that our future is going to be happy. Polya, my dear girl, I am asking you to do the same. Do not be afraid of the life because the life is nothing else but ourselves. Everything will pass, and we are going to be good together.  I cannot write any more. Damn it. I have so much to say, but I’m very nervous and dizzy and tired now. I wish you happiness. Your beloved Galenka. I kiss you for many times goodnight, my dear. It’s been said so many times but I cannot speak.

 

 

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