Ophélie ne raconte plus sa vie, elle l'illustre.

Skyblog doesn't seem to be the best place for this but, wathever.. What should I say? I don't really know, it is quite hard to reveal our whole life on internet so i'll stay evasive, saying secret things, things only you can understand. It's been 44 weeks you've left, 44 weeks that you've let a gap. We have been through this whole year, well..almost. I'm proud of it, i'm proud of us. Now we are getting close to it. It would have been long, a very long time. But whatever, we've done it. I think we should be strong until the end. What is 4 weeks compared to this whole year? It happens that we've cracked up a little, yesterday. And i'm sorry for it. But now i'm not evasive anymore, so i won't go further. Maybe nobody's going to see this article, maybe you'll be the first one, I hope so. Do what you want with it. To say the truth i'm hesitating about publishing it. This is just a little surprise for you. A little surprise to a girl who deserve it. I love you so much ophélie, the only thing i desire is being with you, in your arms. But now i'm just translating what i always tell you in french. This isn't very original. But, that's the sort of things we can say more and more, it's never too much. At least, i hope it. Hoping that you'll never ever be fed up about all those talks. You know that i'd love doing it. Suiting the action to the word. Because you're the other half of my heart, of my world, our world. Don't you see i'm a poet? haha. Rhymes and beautiful words. I sent the letter a few hours ago, or should i rather say the papers for the real-estate office. You know, yesterday when i went, there was the odor of your perfume on my bed. You're the only one who can understand this feeling. All this appears to be crap for others, you know it. It is almost 1pm and i wanted to start working at one. As usual, i'm going to be late. And i have not eaten, actually i'm starving to death. So i'm going to prepare something to myself. But don't worry, i'm here. Just leaving for a few minutes =). I'm not sure to have the right vocabulary about cooking, so i won't describe you what I've just done in the kitchen. This is just proving my lack of english vocabulary, because what i am cooking is very simple. But you already know it, there is no need in writting it. This is easing me. I was quite sad. I'm extravagant and i don't like it. I ate a lot outside recently. And i went to the cinema. And when it is about you, i can do everything to make you happy. So sometimes, i don't really think about the consequences. But i'm not regretting anything. I had to do it. It was all my fault, it is almodovar fault, you know it. Actually, you know everything.You've just sent me something very special. A sentence that truly affect me. I won't write it down because there is no need of it. Sometimes we're saying each other very crazy things. Scary things. I know you're the right one, the one I need, the one with whom i'd like to do everything. Even what touré is waiting for. But this is still far, a long way off. There are a few steps before it. You know the 9 steps's programm to be a WINNER hahaha. I feel i can accomplish everything with you next to me. Because you believe in me, because i love you. I need you, really. I'm full of dream, during a long time i've waited the person with whom i'd like to realize all my ideas. And now I have you, and i'm sure, i am fucking sure that you're the right one. Now I'm just waiting for june 27th. I think it is time to stop. I could write more and more but the water seems to boil and i have to go study my history and french my dear. I hope this "mail" is going to please you. I love you Ophélie .
Your Florent.