چشم دارم که مرا از تو پیامی برسد

Dear X,

I told you I like you, you told me you love me, you love me a lot. You said you’re crazy about me, you said you miss me very very very much. I said I want you, you asked what it meant. I said it means I want to have you spiritually as well as physically. You asked what physical meant. I said it meant I want to touch your cheeks with my lips. And your lips (with my lips as well) I want to look deep into your eyes. You said your heart worked with a battery and that it skipped a few beats each time. You said you want me. I asked what it meant. You said it meant I need you, I love you, I miss you, I want you to always be mine. And I said So did I :( )

Last night or maybe it was this morning, I told you I want you and I won’t control myself if I have you alone to myself. You should know that. 

You said you’d have to answer me later

When I think about taking a trip with you, I can’t help but picturing you in a tent, trying to sleep beside me but you can’t. Maybe we make love in the end. I keep fantasizing about the swirling desire in your eyes, knowing you love me and want me terribly at the same time. I want to see it in your eyes. I want to hear you screaming through them, shouting in silence for the whole universe to hear that you want to make love to me.

Yours affectionately,

Me