'Dearest Hans,
Of course I love you too.
More than anything else.
But what shall I say…?
I poke letters into a bible with a piece of straw.
As if that weren't silly enough,
you'll probably never read my words.
Since I have no idea how to get the stupid book into your cell.
I can't get to you and you can't get to me,
that's exactly our problem.
It's right in front of us,
black on white,
with holes in it.
We cannot be together.
You know that as well as I do,
you're just better at fooling yourself.

And I don't mean that in a bad way.
Without you there would never have been an us.
You found me,
and through you I found myself.
It was like a dream.

our day at the lake?
You filmed the entire trip,
right from the start,
every detail.
And I didn't want that.
What if someone saw?
But you didn't care,
'Cause you're fearless.
I want to be fearless, too.
You once told that you were surprised that you're still alive.
See, that's exactly how I feel.
The water in the lake was fucking cold by the way.
I don't if we ever developed the reel.
Is it still in the camera?'

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