Sorry to disturb you, I just wanted to show you, even if I'm wrong, that if I write I'll have more courage to speak, to show you that even when we're together and I'm quiet, I can feel everything .. and I wonder, without ever fully understand, what are you feeling .. And you confuse me and I'll be satisfied with making love with your skin, with a hug of yours, with a simple hand in hand, walking step by step even if I suffer ... and even if I'm wrong ..
I'm not a saint and I told you. I didn't conceal that, since the first day I met you and I've revealed to you that I'm crazy .. but I'm ready to demonstrate to you that there's more and I'd love I could give you all the best that I carry within me and delete the rest but you're cold and you defend yourself and you surround yourself with barriers ..
I'll perhaps be trivial, but I'm sure that being friends, it couldn't work when you feel such strong an attraction that you can think no more of anything else but of how much special you are and of how you make me feel as soon as I see you're well even in a village with no houses and no roads with you by my side I could renounce everything .. Since everything, without you beside, is nothing...
Please say something even if it could hurt ask me to disappear even, to forget, not to return, to pretend you're not special but turn me away, please, if you think then, that in any way it couldn't work between us, no, between the two of us it couldn't work, between the two of us it couldn't work...