For Prussia/Marina whatever she wants to call her

Imagination

God you were beautiful yesterday. How your eyes reflected the light and
made it dance on your pale skin...I can´t even start to explain how I
feel for you. Your body perfect down to the last cell, your stature when
you´re standing, your lips when you smile and your hair so perfect and
shiny.
I wish I could tell you how I love you, how you make me shiver everytime
our eyes share a second in time when they meet....how time stands
perfectly still when I look at you. I wish you knew...but you will never
know my dear. You will never know my true feelings.
We have shared the same bus to work for twelve years and I just can´t
tell you.
I´m sorry my love, so very sorry.

I just don´t think you´re gay.