oh my god but … imagine even right now, reading isak’s text, over and over and over again, like a prayer, a holy scripture, hanging onto it like a lifeline, seeing it as a form of a divine revelation.
imagine him smiling to the point of reaching tears. imagine his eyes crinkling, and oh god, him letting out a breath of relief he didn’t even know he was holding inside of him for so long.
imagine him putting the pieces together and realising what isak means: that isak still wants to be with even. signed sealed and delivered with a ❤.
that isak’s ready to listen, and he’s giving even FULL autonomy here as to when he’d like to.
imagine even realising this isn’t a “sonja trying to control me” situation, but an “isak willing to hear me” situation.
imagine this fuelling him with courage in making him step out of bed, tomorrow. maybe even come to school, tomorrow. maybe face the world again, tomorrow.
imagine even as he processes this and understands that “despite isak knowing about me, he … he accepts me?”
imagine even’s heart beating faster as he realises that just when he thought isak couldn’t surprise him anymore, isak does so, again. imagine even falling in love with isak all over again, this time, with nothing to hide.
imagine even believing that in this universe too, even and isak can be together.
imagine even bech næsheim, reading isak’s text, over and over and over again, and getting the love and acceptance he has always dreamt of, and finally getting it from a boy callled isak valtersen, on the 7th december 2016.
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