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| Letters from Edoardo Martinelli |
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| Letter 1 |
| There is so much I want to say, really my letter should be an endless letter, an endless river of words because you make me feel so much that all this I wrote here it’s just a small part of all I would like to tell you. Now you have what I think, even if it’s a little bit. You can read what I wrote again, as many times you wish. You know how clever I consider you my sweet, your mind is valuable, bright, your heart is pure, your passion is honest and exciting. You don’t have to answer if you don’t feel like, for me the most important is that you share with me these words. I wanted to touch that topic, because I know that when we spend time together there is place only for beautiful emotions, smiles, laughs, kisses, hugs and interesting conversations. You also know that I’m here with you, ready to listen to you, ready to share with you everything you want to say.
I wrote this letter in different days, I don’t know if it’s visible or not. There is always “us” in what we write, especially these kind of letters. Now it’s almost 5am. You know I woke up in the middle of the night, I couldn’t fall asleep again…so I’m here, with you.
With all my true feelings
With all I feel for you
With all my fire
With deep respect
I kiss you
Only yours,
Edo |
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