The letter you always wanted to writeI have no idea why I feel this compulsion to justify things to you. possibly it’s my way of drawing this brief chapter to a close. Or possibly it’s because I believe that people touch each other even when their paths cross so fleetingly. We should touch with care and with humility,although we often fail to accomplish so in things of the heart.
For days after we met, I felt elated (full of high-spirited delight). There was a moment late in the evening when we held each other’s gaze amid the heady whirl of drunken conversation. You cocked your head a few degrees to the accurate and smiled. I knew you were thinking: it’s you. I realised then that I had assumed that no one would look at me that way again. But how much I missed it! I enjoyed it for a split second before the guilt announced itself – had I given you the impression I was available?Continue reading...
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