Dear Felix,
Sometimes I just want to say it and see your face and how you take it, y'know? I mean you already obviously know what I am talking about. But, god, we're never gonna say it ever, are we? Hey, whoever said there is no joy in this perpetual dance of almost saying it? Gosh, it is frustrating as fuck sometimes. But I am going to be content or at least try with every fiber of my being to make peace with the fact that this is all we'll ever be and hey there is a lot of fun in this oscillating fantasy, don't get me wrong. There is a certain beauty in almosts, well, in some angles at least or that's what I am trying to tell myself to not die in this insanity. And now I am writing letters for the whole world to see except you, wonderful, lol, alright enough internet today. I miss you, you fucking idiot.
- 💀