damn. a love letter.

i just have to share that. my brother in law just came in and gave me a folded paper and a business card and said 'i found this in the camper, from a lover or so'

the folded paper, a bit dirty, just looked like one of those papers in my pockets that wound up there for weeks and weeks until i finally throw them away. so i was really surprised to actually realize that this paper indeed was a love letter not from me and not from my pockets but placed there by a strangers hand....ths camper is always open so this guy must have come back and put it there for me.....wow.

damn. i am excited! i think i've never actually received a real handwritten love letter except for the little note that Pedro send me during class back in 1997 asking me whether i love him too. my answer was a two page letter explaining that i do love him but can't be with him, in a very desperate way and he never read the letter. so all i can say here is, how miserable that may sound, i really haven't received any real loveletter ever in my life but i have written tons of them. there is a little imbalance here, right?

so here is the beauitful that just adds to my profound confusion i am in these days:

Dear Piranha,
I hope that this finds you in good health and company...I know that I was not permitted by you to ever see you again, but since the night we spent together has passed I have not been able to get my mind off you...All I can really say is that being in a motorhouse never felt so comfortable...Every once in a while I can hear you tell me where to kiss you...God, you're beautiful...I must ask you to dinner...maybe we can get to know each other on different terms...
E.

it's not long, but sweet. He was one of the two guys i mentioned in my previous post....and he has, of course, a girlfriend, what a mess.
but that sounds like something...i didn't expect this at all because i was giving him shit when he left, saying that he better fix things with his girlfriend, i guess i had a bad conscience that i didn't stay true to my principles of not making out with anybody being in a relationship. argh. well, so here we go...he was really nice, in fact the only guy in the whole club who i actually liked...but how is that song from Anastacia? "CAN'T GET U OUT OF MY HEAD..." that counts for Sean....