I just met Fernando. So happy to meet him.
I'll speak from my heart. There are people that I love. You are one of them. I love you.
My friend from Barcelona showed my writing to a lot of his friends. They said that I write as good as Julio Cortazar. Who is my favorite writer.
It doesn’t sound like a lot but for me — the validation was important. In America no one understands me.
All I want to feel is understood. Anyway, none of this matters in the end —what I wonder is this:
Are you okay?Feeling better?Please let me know.
You — more than anyone else — are my partner in crime. I forget fast what it feels like to be physically near you. You exude a warmth, a love that no one else gives me. You give me love power confidence. You are magic. You are passion and love trapped in a small minuscule vial and you let me take sips of the vial every time I feel low or lost. I owe you my beauty. And my only beauty is my writing. So I owe you my writing. I owe you words. I will make you immortal.
Fernando said the same thing.
He said
keep writing about me, I want to be immortal
I’m just warm and fuzzy. It’s good to be understood.
I Just Met Fernando
I Just Met Fernando
I Just Met Fernando