You have no idea what it meant for me to meet you.
I had many fears, probably like you.
But talking to you, even if only for a while, was to take them off with a stroke.
Since then, I've only imagined being able to kiss you in any city.
No matter how unglamorous,
You have it all in your eyes.
Every night I wished your lips would not touch others.
I wished that you would think of me.
And surely not the best, not the most beautiful.
But I want to show you that sometimes a presence can make you tremble, even if it's laughing on the couch.
And I know that one day I'll tell you, I'll tell you to come with me anywhere, any apartment lost, where, just kiss you until it's daylight. To walk, to sit next to a river. Laugh. Show me that I can try to make you happy.
Show me that when I hear your name I turn.
Show that I, at least,
I want to love you
