Or just know that I want you to.
Know that I’ll be missing you even if you don’t hear from me.
Know that I’ll always think of you as the best guy I’ve ever known.
Know that the truest thing I ever told you was in my crazy kisses.
Even now, even on paper, I don’t know if I can tell you what I really want to say in words.
Maybe in French words.
Merde.
Où est la discothèque?
Au revoir.
Believe it or not…Je t’aime.
~ Lily