Dear Gianni,
I am, officially, the world's greatest prat, and possibly a girl as well.
If, for any reason, you haven't read my last letter, DON'T. It will only make you think I'm daft, which I am, so there's no need, as you already know.
But of course you've read it, haven't you? Well, don't worry - things are fine. Sirius didn't sleep with anyone, boy or girl, except me, and we're getting off on better than ever.
Really this is a good thing, in the end. I got to realise just how much I care for him, and got reassured that while he could have almost anyone in the school, he wants me. ME.
And, shit. When he wants something, and gets it? He treasures it. I know I'm more comfortable with the emotional side of things in this, and saying That Word is something I try not to do until I'm sure he's ready to hear it...but I know he feels it, too. Just in the way he looks at me, talks to me, touches me...
There is still every chance that this won't work out for some reason, and I know that. But for someone who twenty-four hours ago thought he'd been cheated on, I think our relationship there's something here that... oh fuck, there I go all girly again. But I love him, I think he loves me, and right now neither of us can stand even the idea of being apart for even a day.
LOVE IS AMAZING!
Right. It's Sunday, and I just spent several days in hospital, and I wasted an entire day yesterday of potential make-up time...er, "making-up". I've got an arseload of Runes to translate, so I shall bid you goodbye for now, and wish you and Raphael well.
Ci vediamo,
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If, for any reason, you haven't read my last letter, DON'T. It will only make you think I'm daft, which I am, so there's no need, as you already know.
But of course you've read it, haven't you? Well, don't worry - things are fine. Sirius didn't sleep with anyone, boy or girl, except me, and we're getting off on better than ever.
Really this is a good thing, in the end. I got to realise just how much I care for him, and got reassured that while he could have almost anyone in the school, he wants me. ME.
And, shit. When he wants something, and gets it? He treasures it. I know I'm more comfortable with the emotional side of things in this, and saying That Word is something I try not to do until I'm sure he's ready to hear it...but I know he feels it, too. Just in the way he looks at me, talks to me, touches me...
There is still every chance that this won't work out for some reason, and I know that. But for someone who twenty-four hours ago thought he'd been cheated on, I think our relationship there's something here that... oh fuck, there I go all girly again. But I love him, I think he loves me, and right now neither of us can stand even the idea of being apart for even a day.
LOVE IS AMAZING!
Right. It's Sunday, and I just spent several days in hospital, and I wasted an entire day yesterday of potential make-up time...er, "making-up". I've got an arseload of Runes to translate, so I shall bid you goodbye for now, and wish you and Raphael well.
Ci vediamo,
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