Letter six
Well... Nothing new instead of the all the things that feed my obsession for you : pictures, videos...
There are different type of love : friends's love, family's love, real love, sad love, and us. A one-way love. Because I know you and you don't know me. I see your face, I can tell all of your qualities but, your mind is a total unknown for me.
I dream about you 'cause I know you never look at me. Talk to you when I know you don't know my name. Some examples of my life this time.
I love you and, in the same time, I'm waiting for the moment when I wil forgot you.
I want to punch you and kiss you. Tell you you're stupid and make a poem for your beauty.
This is special to feel. That looks like something insurmountable.
Why is love always complicated ? Why ? Someone can answer me ?
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