How do you
translate it to real life? That feeling, that
mix of so much emotion and so many conflicting thoughts. I
first thought it was an accident -- that you hadn't meant
to send it to me, because honestly, who'd think something
like that about me? Who would be so kind as to tell me? So
brave as to bear their heart to someone as clumsy as I am.
And also, I don't know what to do, because I never ever
had those talks with anyone -- I didn't send texts that
left my hung-up for days, I didn't empty my heart out in
the rain or after heartbreaks, and all 3am conversations left
me as the listener. I don't know how what tradition
demands here; I have no experience in these sorts of talks.
And I'm scared, but more, I'm... so
happy. So happy I could cry. And I dont know how to
tell you that without feeling so embarrassed I want to curl
up in a ball and hide my face for days. I want to tell you
what you've come to mean to me too -- more, I want you to
know what I want and what I hope for too. But I don't
know how, I don't know what you'll laugh at, what
you'll find funny, what's out of line, what's not
enough and what's too much. The only words I can think of
right now are thank you. Thank you, and give me a
moment. Give me time to find my own words for you,
too.
♡
