one by one

the third letter

❝You love me. Real or not real?"

I tell him, "Real.❞

eve

i was with you today. not just me, of course. we were with the others

you know who they are.

and you had the most beautiful smile on your face, and your hair was falling over your eyes a bit. you were leaning back on your elbows, and you just looked so, so perfect that i just wanted to freeze time and stay in that moment together.

because life isn't perfect.

we both know that.

you, with your dad dead from fighting in a war. me, with my own troubles. i won't tell you, as that will surely give me away.

but you don't seem broken.

you seem so pure and untouched that no one would even think that you have past horrors.

and that is something that makes me that much more glad i have you.

so much more glad that i love you.

i used to think love was a fantasy that only people who wanted to be whisked away from their lives believed in.

for teenage girls with silly fantasies.

but it's real, isn't it?

i know it is.

i feel it now, when i am with you. even when i'm not, it's there.

it's beautiful eve.

just like you

-your secret admirer