We live and breathe words. …. It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone. They could be honest with me, and I with them. Reading your words, what you wrote, how you were lonely sometimes and afraid, but always brave; the way you saw the world, its colors and textures and sounds, I felt..I felt the way you thought, hoped, felt, dreamt. I felt, I was dreaming and thinking and feeling with you. I dreamed what you dreamed, wanted what you wanted..and then I realized that truly I just wanted you.
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