love with imaginary
Posted Mar 2, 2011 by anonymous | 113 views | 0 comments
In Italy, a man I hardly knew did the most romantic thing that's ever happened to me. I saw him around a few times the following month as I was living there in the same time for that time... I don't know if he saw me the couple of times I saw him walking on the sidewalk or what have you , in my neighbourhood. Now I find myself thinking about him constantly, i I don't even know his name, just a few sketchy details. It's like i'm in love with this imagined person.
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