Letter eight

Une minute de lecture

I never think you are ugly. I always say the opposite, actually. I pretend to have just a friend's feelings for you but nobody believes me. And I can't lie anymore : you're the person who hurt me the most and who makes me feel like i'm the greatest person in the Earth.

If one day I miss you, I talk with my heart and i found you. We can fall apart 'cause you are the beat of my heart, the oxygen i breathe, my hope in the dark.

If i die, i know you wouldn't cry. Because you're not real, because you never really meet me. But if you die, i wouldn't cry too. I would die with you.

A life without you is not a life, it's like something missing. An ocean but you can't swim, a sky but you can't fly, be in hell forever.

My heart is cover with pain and scars but you, you are the cure, my recovery.

I love you.

D.M.

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