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She refuses to tell him what she feels, so she writes to him. She writes everything he can't handle, everything he can't know. She barely knows him. All she knows is the passion that took control of her ever since she met him.

Mathilde_Le_Clech · Teen
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60 Chs

December 4th

- I have a lot to tell you.

- And damn I would like to hear everything already! Is it possible to have a summary?

- Did you notice how much better the two of us speak in writing?

- I noticed… Is it me? You? Us? A little all at once?

- I just wanted to tell you that meeting you is extraordinary. It's nothing like anything I've known, but I love it. It's so rich and intense that it fills me up. It's my touch of madness that you touch and satisfy, and that's why it works. It's the real me and it's nice to be able to express myself freely. It is a connection that is inexplicable and that I do not want to try to explain or understand. I just want to live it. And the fact that it has kept its intensity over the meetings is so cool (and rare for me)! It's paradoxical to try to put words on what doesn't need it, but they were spinning in my head and I wanted you to know them… Now, I'm trying to empty myself, but you are anchored in my head and I don't want to chase you away.

- Don't chase me away.

- It's not planned.

- What's next?

- More good times. And I would like to know your thoughts, too.

- For now, I'm trying to be happy. I've made mistakes in the past. I have things to fight and rectify. It works pretty well, but I'm still unsure of too many things.

- Okay… If you want to tell me more, I'll listen to you. Otherwise, I will respect you. If you have any further questions, I will answer you. And if things suit you the way they are, then I like them, too.