Dear Jocelyn,
It is strange to think I haven't seen you since a month, I have seen the new moon, but not you. I have seen sunsets, and sunrises, but nothing like your beautiful face.
The pieces of my broken heart are so small that they could be passed through the eye of a needle.
I miss you like the sun misses the flower, like the sun misses the flower in the depths of winter. Instead of beauty to direct, it's light to, the heart hardens like the frozen world your absence has banished me to.
Hope guides me, that is what gets me through the day and specially the night. The hope that after you are gone from my sight it won't be the last time I look upon you.
With all the love that I possess. 
I remain yours,
The Knight of your Heart.