My Love In Email [EPISTOLARY]

Minzera Rilloso

I deserve to be in hell. I am a sinner. I ruined him. His life. His heart. His soul. His everything. But I can't resist him. I want to hug him tight. I want to kiss him. I want to be with him. But I can't.

I choose to write emails for him. I just want to feel him. Like am I really talking to him. Call me crazy or whatever, but it feels like whenever I wrote for him, I am with him. I am talking to him, like hell... there he is.

But I don't know if I'd still deserve this. If I'd still deserve him. Because I am a big pain for him.

Above all, I love him.