Mathilde_Le_Clech

She refuses to tell him what she feels, so she writes to him.
She writes everything he can't handle, everything he can't know.
She barely knows him. All she knows is the passion that took control of her ever since she met him.

You...

When I'm not feeling good, I'd like to say it to you sometimes, because I know it won't move you, I know you won't worry.


I'm not afraid of weighing on you because I know my emotional state won't preoccupy you.


I know you don't care, and that even if you try to be interested in what happens to me, you'll never be long to forget it.


I'm not afraid to bother you because I know you're the only one who won't hesitate to not answer me, the only one who will dare refusing to listen to me, to watch me cry and to comfort me.


The only one who won't even try to shake me, to get me out of the self-pity I am drowning in.


The only one who will assume to ignore me.


October 2nd