I write to you now, paradoxically, to apologise for failing to speak with you swiftly, after the strangeness of last month. I suppose I required time for contemplation — and to care first for one most dear to me, as I’m sure you understand.
In any case, it is my sincerest hope that we might remain friends, as we were becoming in that other life. And to assure you I expect nothing from you, even that.
I’m sure you’ll tease me for the sincerity of this letter, but I regret to inform you that I remain possessed of the knowledge that you’ll appreciate it, if I may be so bold.
I'll thank you not to apologize for taking care of your dearest in these odd times. These things are to be expected — and we're square, you and I. Of course, I retain a high regard for you after our love affair last month, and would be pleased to consider us friends in light of it all. Expect it all you like, my friendship is already yours.
I am similarly pleased to see this life seems to be treating you better than the last. I'm of the mind you are a good person, which is a rarity, and should be coddled at all costs. Don't make yourself a stranger to me.
Parisa. 💋
P.S. Assuming makes an ass out of u and me. I tease you because it's easy, not because you're sincere. That, I find quite charming.
As ever, it is an honour both to be ‘told off’ by you, as the modern sorts might say, and to be praised by you. I’ll endeavour to correct the behaviour which engenders the former and, of course, to be worthy of the latter.
I’ll not be a stranger to you. In that matter, you’ve my word.
Your friend, Gale
P.S. A clever saying, indeed! I must warn you against inflating my ego in future, though I thank you for the compliments to date. Your teasing may continue, however, as I’ve grown rather fond of it.
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✉️ — end of july.
I write to you now, paradoxically, to apologise for failing to speak with you swiftly, after the strangeness of last month. I suppose I required time for contemplation — and to care first for one most dear to me, as I’m sure you understand.
In any case, it is my sincerest hope that we might remain friends, as we were becoming in that other life. And to assure you I expect nothing from you, even that.
I’m sure you’ll tease me for the sincerity of this letter, but I regret to inform you that I remain possessed of the knowledge that you’ll appreciate it, if I may be so bold.
Sincerely,
Gale
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I'll thank you not to apologize for taking care of your dearest in these odd times. These things are to be expected — and we're square, you and I. Of course, I retain a high regard for you after our love affair last month, and would be pleased to consider us friends in light of it all. Expect it all you like, my friendship is already yours.
I am similarly pleased to see this life seems to be treating you better than the last. I'm of the mind you are a good person, which is a rarity, and should be coddled at all costs. Don't make yourself a stranger to me.
Parisa. 💋
P.S. Assuming makes an ass out of u and me. I tease you because it's easy, not because you're sincere. That, I find quite charming.
no subject
As ever, it is an honour both to be ‘told off’ by you, as the modern sorts might say, and to be praised by you. I’ll endeavour to correct the behaviour which engenders the former and, of course, to be worthy of the latter.
I’ll not be a stranger to you. In that matter, you’ve my word.
Your friend,
Gale
P.S. A clever saying, indeed! I must warn you against inflating my ego in future, though I thank you for the compliments to date. Your teasing may continue, however, as I’ve grown rather fond of it.