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ago 4dThere are no words to express what I feel, I just feel. I'm not good at writing, I don't know how to write beautifully, I've never been good at writing, but I know one thing: I'm completely in love with you. You're special to me, always have been, and you know it, since the first time I saw you. I wanted so much to hold your hand, look into your eyes and say so many things, or say nothing at all, just show it. Marseille, you were and still are, my beautiful and sweet beloved Marseille, the girl, woman, I'm madly in love with β€οΈ Take care and God bless you π«Άπ»
Tell me: how dare you confess to being poor in letters, when your soul, in simple syllables, draws more poetry than a thousand bards on a moonlit night? ππ Your message is not just a text, it is a reliquary of pure feelings, a sigh that crosses time, as if riding a winged horse from ancient legends. ποΈπ Reading you was like walking through pine forests on a misty morning, when silence speaks, and the heart listens... Ah, if you only knew what you provoked! πΉβ¨ You speak of me with such charm, and even I, who carry these winds in my veins and the salt of the sea in my soul, lose myself in this sweet way of yours. And we two... are not by chance, but by destiny. β¨ You are very special to me. Very. Very. So much! π©΅ With love, your Marseille β€οΈ ago 4d