The tale of Yann, Chapter 1: Trip Partie 15

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Sober nights are the best for thinking. Maybe she did not realize but I did not roll. This feeling of progression between us is so great. I am trying my best not to show my emotions but I'm bathing in a river of happiness. Just a bit of patience might make such a difference. You asked me to give you some space to think. It could be good or bad, I am ready for both. I trust your heart. You always try to get to me with your daring words but it might not be the right way for us to do it. Challenges are fun when we are all having fun but don't try me. My stupidity is craving such moment to fuck everything.

It makes me happy when you loose your cool because of me. I could give you an organ if the need comes. I am a specialist on extreme gestures to show my feeling. Maybe my art existed just for you, so when you left my sight, it went away as well. Art genius or not, is nothing much when I am spending time with you. I thought I love art more than anything but you showed me your world full of imagination and wonders. I might be missing that little spark that pushes me to become a better artist. Art was my light before I met you, now I am divided in two. I hope you will decide yourself soon. You know I am great and you are amazing. Such combination just makes the universe love your guts. Greatness awaits us. Get ready.

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