notes | solangelo

33

That day there was a real downpour.
Nico took his mini umbrella to go to the library. He couldn't miss a day.

Since they were so closed now, they shared everything and only waiting for each other message.

Nico took the yellow sheet he found in the book and started reading.

"Hi my lovely Nico.
I think we really need to talk, at least I need to. I'd prefer you reading this and still answering."

Some words were crossed out or at least Will tried to. Nico could still catch a glimpse of them or understand their meaning.

"I reckon it is time for me to confess everything to you. I have dreamt about you so many times, I have imagined you in my room every day and I looked for you in every class I went to. The year will end soon and we will get separated until I make a move. So this is my move."

Nico's heartbeat was irregular. Was Will trying to tell him that? Impossibile, could never be real. He had to wake up from this unearthly dream.

He kept reading frenetically without understanding anything, so he had to reread twice to understand.

"I'll tell you the dream I had the other night. Perhaps you will understand."

Understand what? Nico felt unwell. He was scared of new situation and this one was something he was not used to.

It is true, him and Will had started sharing everything but this letter felt so intimate he could touch it with his soul.

He felt like all his veins, capillaries, aortas and even his lungs were all tangled together like a bow and hidden between the ribs.

"We read, we danced, we took a photo together hugging with our pets. Your face is always blurred so I kept searching it in every stranger I met. When I felt like the research ended with no results, I got frustrated. I kept calling and yelling your name, waiting for you to magically appear on my side as I felt miserable without you. My body was burning inside meanwhile I was feeling cold outside. You suddenly came near me and hugged me, telling me reassurance words."