Little Annotations | Tristan Dugray
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â Dear Genevieve,
I don't blame you for not believing in love, I didn't until I met you. You have a way of making me feel happy. Being in your proximity makes me feel better than any drug could (Not that I've done drugs). I have to wonder though, what goes on in that pretty little head of yours Genevieve? What goes on in that incessantly working brain of yours? Because I'll tell you what goes on in mine:
The way you carry yourself. You walk into a room and you command attention without saying a word. You're so intelligent, and you know it. I adore your confidence, and how you know that you're beautiful. Fuck. You're gorgeous. You're like a girl sent from the heavens above.
We were talking about love letters, and you sighed and said, "Imagine someone being so engrossed with you that you receive love letters."
Well, not to sound like an utter nincompoop, but I've been writing you love letters since we were ten.
So, Genevieve. Say the word and I'm yours.
Or don't.
I'll still love you either way.
Yours, Tristan. âž
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