The first e-mail.
Hello. I’m just sitting here. Bored after a heavy Sunday. I agree with a lot of what you are saying.. thinking. Don’t really know what’s going on. But our secret is amusing. Thinking about how I could make a trip to you. Will call you soon. Send me a text when you have read this. Btw. Don’t be afraid of saying something.. anything. Nothing you say is stupid. Most likely I have thought the same myself.
The second one.
I’m feeling great! Still have you on my mind. Just need to close my eyes. Don’t regret a thing. I loved it. I’m not going to sleep tonight. It’s fun sharing a secret like this. People may suspect something, but they don’t have a clue. There has always been a thing between us. And the nice thing is, we are both cool with it. Nudity was just natural. I have never experienced something like this with anyone else.
The third.
“A hundred days had made me older since the last time that I saw your pretty face” .. I have the same problems. Why did you impress me so? Why am I thinking so much about you? Why is that Monday burned into my mind? Hope I’m not alone about these feelings. I haven’t slept the last days. Walking around like a zombie. Was invited on a date today.. gave her a ugly look. Why? Why did I do that? I’m single. I can do whatever I want. But I don’t want to! I think you are the reason. You’ll be home soon. We just have to take it from there, because it’s a spark and we can only know together. I’m going to kill myself with happiness when you come home. Wish I could be with you now. I want to find out about my feelings. I have always pointed out that you are unique and that you must never change. You are astoundingly spontaneous and the joy for life that you show is highly contagious. At least for me.
The last one.
Only four days left. Friday will come sooner than you know. I have booked a hotel the whole weekend, if you still feel like it. I have to go to work soon. I hate Mondays! I’ve had some kind of visa illness this week. Spent over £800 on sunglasses and stuff.
Looking forward to see you again, talk to your face and get some answers to the questions flying around in my head.
Ciao bella, and see you soon.
Yours truly.
We meet at the La Capannin Club. I thought he was full of crap. Even thoug he was half Italian and could make love to me standing up against the wall to the movie Cocktail. It was just a one night stand.

mandag 8. mars 2010
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