19 March 2017 Dear R, Tomorrow would be the first year of the day when I first met you. Today I am waiting in front of the arrivals area of the airport… To see you again. You surprised me by telling me that instead of going straight to Australia, you’re stopping by the Philippines. So…
Whenever I see photos or videos of you with your friends or family drinking wine, talking to each other in French, I feel insecure that maybe I will not fit in.
I still don’t know how to talk to you about what you’ve said yesterday, I hope you’re not worried that you made me sad. No, you didn’t… in fact, I am even more in love with you.
“Je” FUCKING “T’aime”!!!!!!!
There is a 99.9% that the last theory is the right one but the 0.01% is my crazy, selfish hope that I am the reason you’re still here.