For starters, he’s that to me and I’m the same to him.
Got others words for each other, also. And other words beyond for future savings, eh, times to be or hope for.
I wake reaching for my phone or else it’s in my hand already, never let it go, and then it’s us back and forth the day through, and truth is I’ve an endless store of words for him and words I want to share his way.
Got more pics of him. >_> May’ve sent some his way of my tattoo, eh, and also that night at that pub with the rude fuck of a bouncer
Showed him Erid c: [ … ] …Might play for him? Said he’d like it, and lord god knows I’d like to do it. Eh, the way I feel music’s guess I’d say vivid, like tremulous most days, but talking with him it’s gone deeper still, I’m playing and feeling strains the way I feel him, from heart to my fingertips.
Fuckin wondrous, what he does to the world, brings it colours into song.
[ … ]
Full disclosure, just spent can’t count how long looking out the window thinkin on him. Fuckin smiling to myself, and Iryna ain’t wrong sayin we’re speaking like teenagers but thing is as well there’s naught wrong with it, nor with feeling butterflies past forty.
Man’s got something of the dork to him, can’t be denied and can only me admired by my own self, valued aye, it’s in my nature needing a bit of that. Lot of that, happens.
Finding it’s in my nature also needing to see his laugh. Hear his laugh, fuckin nearly ended me, and aye, one of those first pics he sent he’s sat with Dodo, she defyin physics and he with a laugh like joy itself.
Still got that one as my lock screen, that’s fact.
Other pic of him, this one other pic’s he his brother and a cousin at the gym and Senan I’m not jesting in the least sayin he can lift 205 kilos goin off his admission, and I’ve nary a doubt it’s so. Mean to find out for myself someday 🥴
J e s u s christ alive the man near to knocked me out this morning, message he sent Still reeling over that one, apt to be weak kneed the next week. Sheer poetry of the explicit’s what it was. Eh don’t mean graphic nor what’s the tab a slot b shite, there’s place for that but it grows old right quick and fuck me there’s naught but newness to the ways he talks flirtation.
(Might be right to apologise here to yourself, but I’m not an ounce of sorry so best I can do’s salute you for followin this far and through the risque thicket.)
Here’s a thing, and you know I go mardy spending enough time around anyone with an overflow of brains and status, that about he having a name for himself aye, but fuck me if he ain’t bright beyond bright, and fuck me as well, talkin with him I don’t feel less than, eh, not too fuckin dense myself. [ … ] More properly stated, it don’t cross my mind at all, that about my own intelligence or eh lackings thereof, when he and I’re speaking. This after only a week, aye? It’s unprecedented, is what it is.
And, truth, unprecedented’s what he is.
Then and on his son [ … ] eh, look I know all’s early and living’s got a way for coming between what is and what ought to be. Aye it’s been a week but as well eh I don’t care much a fuck and like you said, what good’s in hesitating here? Beyond what’s needed, ofc, caution and Sergiy keeping foremost.
But eh. Presuming a future where the contract with her, [ … ] Madeline, where that contract’s proven fucked and over with, and when he gets free of her and all’s secure
We’ve not not been talking future maybes.
Living together. Being [ … ] [ … ] ah fuck me. [ … ] Being a family.
He and I. Sergiy. Dodo.
[ … ]
Just as well, he’s said [ … ] well and might be you can guess this, but eh. He [ … ] isn’t opposed [ … ]
Look, fuck. Said if it were eh, hypothetically. If Liza and Nicky ever need a place and’d like [ … ] and even if it’s a room for visiting? He said he’d welcome them. Love them, aye? Said as well even if, eh [ … ] regardless what happens between he and I, said he’ll do all he can so I can see them again.
[ … ]
[ … ]
Can’t talk on that longer rn I’m thinking, it’s [ … ] Eh you know how it is.
Here, eh. That about living, maybe a future shared somewhere together. There’s been thought on the where and what’d work and eh, ey what’s thinkin, Sen? Room enough for one more Yorkshireman in NYC?
[ … ]
Nah, I’m flummoxed for speakin just now. Sent a novel as it is, more I’d say but truth of the matter’s I’ll need a breath for composing myself.
Here but. Goes for saying and I want to say in all of this
3/3
For starters, he’s that to me and I’m the same to him.
Got others words for each other, also. And other words beyond for future savings, eh, times to be or hope for.
I wake reaching for my phone or else it’s in my hand already, never let it go, and then it’s us back and forth the day through, and truth is I’ve an endless store of words for him and words I want to share his way.
Got more pics of him. >_> May’ve sent some his way of my tattoo, eh, and also that night at that pub with the rude fuck of a bouncer
Showed him Erid c: [ … ] …Might play for him? Said he’d like it, and lord god knows I’d like to do it. Eh, the way I feel music’s guess I’d say vivid, like tremulous most days, but talking with him it’s gone deeper still, I’m playing and feeling strains the way I feel him, from heart to my fingertips.
Fuckin wondrous, what he does to the world, brings it colours into song.
[ … ]
Full disclosure, just spent can’t count how long looking out the window thinkin on him. Fuckin smiling to myself, and Iryna ain’t wrong sayin we’re speaking like teenagers but thing is as well there’s naught wrong with it, nor with feeling butterflies past forty.
Man’s got something of the dork to him, can’t be denied and can only me admired by my own self, valued aye, it’s in my nature needing a bit of that. Lot of that, happens.
Finding it’s in my nature also needing to see his laugh. Hear his laugh, fuckin nearly ended me, and aye, one of those first pics he sent he’s sat with Dodo, she defyin physics and he with a laugh like joy itself.
Still got that one as my lock screen, that’s fact.
Other pic of him, this one other pic’s he his brother and a cousin at the gym and Senan I’m not jesting in the least sayin he can lift 205 kilos goin off his admission, and I’ve nary a doubt it’s so. Mean to find out for myself someday 🥴
J e s u s christ alive the man near to knocked me out this morning, message he sent
Still reeling over that one, apt to be weak kneed the next week. Sheer poetry of the explicit’s what it was. Eh don’t mean graphic nor what’s the tab a slot b shite, there’s place for that but it grows old right quick and fuck me there’s naught but newness to the ways he talks flirtation.
(Might be right to apologise here to yourself, but I’m not an ounce of sorry so best I can do’s salute you for followin this far and through the risque thicket.)
Here’s a thing, and you know I go mardy spending enough time around anyone with an overflow of brains and status, that about he having a name for himself aye, but fuck me if he ain’t bright beyond bright, and fuck me as well, talkin with him I don’t feel less than, eh, not too fuckin dense myself. [ … ] More properly stated, it don’t cross my mind at all, that about my own intelligence
or eh lackings thereof, when he and I’re speaking. This after only a week, aye? It’s unprecedented, is what it is.And, truth, unprecedented’s what he is.
Then and on his son [ … ] eh, look I know all’s early and living’s got a way for coming between what is and what ought to be. Aye it’s been a week but as well eh I don’t care much a fuck and like you said, what good’s in hesitating here? Beyond what’s needed, ofc, caution and Sergiy keeping foremost.
But eh. Presuming a future where the contract with her, [ … ] Madeline, where that contract’s proven fucked and over with, and when he gets free of her and all’s secure
We’ve not not been talking future maybes.
Living together. Being [ … ] [ … ] ah fuck me. [ … ] Being a family.
He and I. Sergiy. Dodo.
[ … ]
Just as well, he’s said [ … ] well and might be you can guess this, but eh. He [ … ] isn’t opposed [ … ]
Look, fuck. Said if it were eh, hypothetically. If Liza and Nicky ever need a place and’d like [ … ] and even if it’s a room for visiting? He said he’d welcome them. Love them, aye? Said as well even if, eh [ … ] regardless what happens between he and I, said he’ll do all he can so I can see them again.
[ … ]
[ … ]
Can’t talk on that longer rn I’m thinking, it’s [ … ] Eh you know how it is.
Here, eh. That about living, maybe a future shared somewhere together. There’s been thought on the where and what’d work and eh, ey what’s thinkin, Sen? Room enough for one more Yorkshireman in NYC?
[ … ]
Nah, I’m flummoxed for speakin just now. Sent a novel as it is, more I’d say but truth of the matter’s I’ll need a breath for composing myself.
Here but. Goes for saying and I want to say in all of this
I’ve faith in him, is part what I’m saying.
And I love him, true and certain.