I love her. I love her laugh and hate to see her tears. I love her allusions to obscure mathematical phenomenon and the way she finds puzzle games erotic. I love the way we slip into lust from the maddening depression we derive from the real world.
I know, above all else, that being with her will leave me broken and bleeding on the rocky shores of life. This cannot end well. But I will never leave, because I will make life into a love story, even if it kills me.
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Sometimes I'm amazed at how differently we approach life. You clearly enjoy indulging in romantic escapades* while I avoid entering into that territory entirely. I can't really say for certain whether you're picking the better path, but I think I can say with certainty that my life is significantly more stable. Just thought I'd point that out.
- Señor Aburrido
*PS: The mention of escapades makes me think of ice skating. Hell yes.
I know enough spanish to find your nom de plume significantly entertaining. Thanks Max.
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