Sweet Claudio 2/12

From Claudio. I revised since his English isn’t so good.. didn’t change words or ideas, just grammatical ouches.

You called me shit head, im proud of you.
Listen, sorry that im not good saying compliments and stuff... as i told you sunday morning; you were like an answer to a question.. even if that sounds not good, i started to think: before i met you that saturday i was asking my self another question, like, “how long since I have had a crush?” it happened to me many times that i have those feelings but i dont have them returned usually., anyway, my point is not telling you, “jess i have a crush on you” or something like that, but i have something similar on my chest... like, “i want a jess in my life”. I was talking to you hours ago about the things that repeat and hurt, and how it happens to me. I had the desire that you where the special person for me, like being in couple kind of special. I know my self, I like to fly in my mind to those stages...

Anyway,..beyond that I have magic moments near you, like i don’t want you to go, i could be hearing you talk for hours, i would love to know who you are what you want, or that sensation of, that girl came out of a movie and I fell for the star. And, with your sense of humor, and the list continues, but, then i got a reality check, that you are just passing through my life, maybe only to move something in me. Perhaps an opportunity to express beautiful things that happen inside of me, perhaps its just karma, like things that return, perhaps an opportunity to be patient and to trust who i am; a guy who is going to be so happy when I find that one for myself. I like to think like this as a conclusion. That if i knew such an incredible person like you, the moment might be closer for me to meet the one.

Before i wrote this, that was what I was thinking. What is the point of telling her this? Then... I thought there doesnt have to be a point

I want to thank you for treating me like you did, for the magic morning on sunday, for calling me shit head, i felt so close to you, like a sister talking to her brother remembering how they fight when they were little ones.

Might be more perhaps to tell of this little things, beauty things...
How exciting ah.. je its not like im waiting for an answer , but a shit head will be just fine.