Perfect World [George Harrison]

[ LETTER TWELVE: LOLA ]

Geo,

Let's go all in.

Moi minä olen Lola.

Try to guess what language it is.

I'll give you a hint, it's not Italian. I can't picture you speaking Italian. Italian is so expressive, you really have to put a lot of emotions into just saying you want a roll of toilet paper.

"Ho bisogno di carta igienica!"

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It is sad how things end.

The summer is ending for one. It is slipping through the cracks of my hands like sand, without me being able put a stop to it.

At the beginning of summer Nancy and I were holding on by a thread and now our friendship is non-existent. Fuck, it sucks. I won't say it doesn't. It's like we were never friends to begin with. I held on to her for far too long, and that was wrong.

It's really hard to hold on to someone that doesn't want to be held.

Wow -wipes tear- that was one too many tears for someone that doesn't deserve them.

I'm sorry I missed your lovely face. I'm sorry I missed your lovely face in New Orleans. Maybe we can visit next time you have a break? Visit without the pressure of having to leave soon.

I've been to India! I think it's definitely the place to find or (literally) lose yourself. I've also been to Chile, and Ecuador.

I don't really want to go anywhere besides the places I mentioned. I'm shifting gears instead, and focusing on work. I've had a lot of motivation for it lately. I don't want to say that it's because I've found a new love. (You know, the guitarist of the Beatles. I mentioned this before.)

But it is.

That's the reason.

Lola is in love with a guitarist. And yes, he's good looking, but she's definitely the prettiest part of the duo.

Just say the word, Geo.

And I'll go anywhere with you.

- Lola