Some people will write you the fuck out. And you won’t know whether to cry or laugh. Or run or hide. All you will know is you have never been seen like this. That somebodyyesterdays unknown but beautiful stranger could find your language and explain to you: i. Your soul-tongue. ii. Why the letters in your name are arranged as they are, and then iii. dare to hold your hand and walk you on your journey. And sometimes, you can’t help but fall in love with such a beautiful creature in a way you couldn’t even write about.
