don't stop reading just yet

hope.

it's been quite some time since we have crossed paths, i apologize. my story has gotten a bit rocky. but i have missed you my love.

dear love,

there are so many new and wonderful things i have to share with you. i've learned all of these new things about new books and it is quite eye opening to say the least. i'm going to be honest, i love feminist books. absolutely adore them.

but not as much as i adore you.

i've been reading this one book, even though it might seem weird, it's called Ophelia Speaks, and it is wondrous.

i never knew how much young women went through, honestly growing up male it has made me see the world differently. even if i might not be like every other man in England anyway.

i can see the question in your eyes, i guess you are wondering what i mean by that.

this is me telling you i'm not a straight man, even though you had probably guessed that early on.

in all honesty all i know is that i don't just love ladies, but i can't put a label on it for now. so i think the term may be queer, but anyway.

i've been wondering how you have been doing without me, i don't know how you have felt not speaking with me but it has driven me mad. i miss seeing your smile light up when i joke with you, or the sparkle in your eyes when you get excited.

it's one of my many favorite things about you,
i mean

you are my favorite person.

today has been calm, i've been reading and cuddling with elio, who is starting to get used to his sweaters again. (today he is wearing a beautiful blue sweater, it perfectly accents his silver fur) but he has been quite snuggly recently.

in all honesty i think he may have a cat lover, our neighbors cat, harlo, has been coming around very often and being here in the wide and free i normally let her wonder around the house.
but i think elio is enjoying her visits quite a lot.

a bit funny that he's falling in love just as i did with you.

you. your eyes? is there something you want to say? something you would love to do? you can always tell me. i will always be here for you to glance over and tell me all of the wonderful and glorious and sad things about you. your deepest secrets and your favorite things. it makes me so happy to see you giggle and smile when you talk about all of them. i know how much you adore the sky and all of the things in it. i can feel it.

i hope you have been doing well, you seem to glow a bit but there is a sad look to you, i'm sorry for whatever is going on in your life.

i want to let you know i. am always here to talk when needed. just open me back up and let me fall in love all over again.

you know, i was never one to believe in love. perhaps it was because i never truly felt it. sure i had my mother's love and my fathers tough love but i had never been truest satisfied with anyone i have been with..

except you.
you are the light for me that makes me smile and shine.

i know it's hard to have such a relationship like this when well, you hardly see me. i'm definitely more of a closed book but right now, i'm an open one!

i see that soft chuckle. your sweet laugh. it always fills me with delight every time it fills the air. such a sweet symphony that i adore.

and oh how i adore you.

i've now relocated to my favorite window in the house. the one i told you about previously. overlooking the land before it hits the beach and the sand. today is cloudy weather but it is my favorite. it's slowly starting to snow just a bit but since spring is coming soon, it won't stay long.

i'm just excited to finally walk around in short and no shirt to call it a day. it is also quite hot out here in the summer, so i've always enjoyed the winter while i can.

but i can definitely say i miss the warmth and the hot sun pouring over my skin. it is a wonderful feeling. and my tan skin perfectly accents my eyes. at least that is what all the girls in town say.

i don't have much to say about the girls in town, all i know is that when i go there people don't stop looking. i don't understand what they are glancing at. i'm just a normal man in england, i look like every other english boy you have probably imagined. soft fluffy brown hair, green blue eyes, and tall with a bit of muscle.

i'm basically every popular english actor there has been. except i'm not.

i don't get why the swoon over me, for they never make a move. maybe it is because they see that i have fallen for someone they could never live up to.

i mean look at you, your gorgeous face and stunning eyes. your sweet lips and beautiful thighs. everything about you is perfect and wondrous in every way.

i've heard other men calling them happy accidents.

isn't that bob ross?  why would someone use a painting term to describe a human? it makes absolutely no sense.

moving on.

i've missed you so, the library is still the library and i keep on restocking new romance novels, though it is quite interesting to see the girls run straight to that section every time to pick out a new book to fall in love with.

i guess them and i have something in common, right my love?

i hate to say it but i must go and finish up the library for the day.

goodbye my love, please remember how much i adore you.

au revoir,
maddi