Love

N left for Washington because he needs to renew his stupid Russian passport at the stupid Russian Embassy. He will back tomorrow but we are already exchanging endless phone calls and text messages and acting like lovesick teenagers.

I always feared I would never love anybody for real because nobody would be perfect enough but N is so perfect that I only fear death because it would mean I won’t be able to spend any more time with him.

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