Dear Edmund:
I'm clumsy as hell, you know that. So clumsy I fell chaotically for you.
But for you it's different, because you are athletic and coordinate, I've only seen you fall once.
Once when our seats were still right next to each other. When my notebook was half on the desk and half off, and you leaned on it, to talk to Michael maybe, I don't even remember if he was there, maybe you just wanted to lean on my desk.
But the notebook was half on and half off, so when you leaned it tipped. And you barely managed to catch yourself and the notebook. And then we just stared at each other. And we laughed.
YOU ARE READING
Letters to Edmund
Sachbücher"Letters to you, even though you'll never get them" (This book is like a diary for me, everything that happens actually happens for real, so please respect my work and the characters because they are real people)
