an intense romance: the chat between Eva and Max
elow you can read a chat of an intense four-week romance between Eva and Max. Published here you can find the part of Max.
Email Chat Eva and Max 2019
Good evening, Max!
To answer your question, I did not write a letter to a woman I had just seen for the first time, neither before nor after. I had to do that because I didn't want to regret something I hadn't done all my life.
When we sat across from each other at the big table with all the guests and you returned my smile, I suddenly heard birds chirping. Really. I had never experienced that before. A whirring in my head and this comforting dizziness. The lightning had struck me.
However, life does not stand still and some time after our encounter I met a woman with whom I have a difficult but nevertheless fulfilling relationship. I don't know if another meeting of us at this time makes sense. On the other hand I am terribly curious and would like to get to know you.
Now I've had to put off the answer. All the time I think and try to analyze what cannot be broken down. Thank you for your detailed mail in which you describe how the letter arrived at that time with you. And that with the birthday, is that coincidence?
my suggestion would be that we meet for a nice dinner and give each other the chance to get to know each other. In this way, upcoming decisions are postponed for the time being. I believe that it is not a betrayal for me and for you if we sit at the same table for some time. How do you see that? Next week Thursday?
... the nibbling of my finger on the keyboard has been worth it
We will still set up a few rules
but the conductors always remain us and our nature.
We can't plan so much anyway.
It is much too beautiful and much too romantic for that.
we are in the world to explore our happiness.
butterflies are also part of it.
i am happy if you have some because of me.
Which happiness is more beautiful?
today i will borrow your hands.
no i will just borrow everything from you.
I already have your smell.
Yes, I was overwhelmed.
feel, my body obeyed you.
were you really there or was everything in my imagination?
Sleep 11 more times, then we'll even both be there.
but before we see each other at least once more.
i feel them, your thousand kisses and kisses a thousand times back
Wherever I started to eat you, I wouldn't leave anything behind and let every bite melt on my tongue. Of course I would only bite very carefully. not really bite ever...
I'm already melting.
I would already know where I would start with you.
first, I'd turn you a little in oil,
then lightly sear from all sides
and then I'd start at the top of my mouth,
then at the neck and then I would be in smaller and smaller
biting off you until you're so light.
that you take off. Then I'd take you with me.
my breath and we would be
can't stop until we're behind the horizon.
no torture, anticipation and wishes for high flights together
I'm gonna go to bed with this idea or I'm gonna give it a try.
it's going to be difficult in front of the imagination.
I imagine you lying next to me,
how I hold you in my arms and we fly away together.
i wish you an erotic night
Not a bit of sun on the horizon right now.
Max, you do exist, don't you? Do you really exist or am I dreaming?
Do we want to meet tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?
at least briefly? I have this illness...
Longing it is called
I'm turning longing into anticipation,
when I know I'm meeting you soon.
Say tomorrow 16:30 in front of the mobilo at the blue bridge?
good morning Eva,
Thank you for smiling.
you are my glimmer of hope for today and my great anticipation is slowly rising.
only 8 hours left!
in 6 hours hopefully even easier. or we kiss rest then away!
only four and a half hours left.
I am slowing down again fluttering...
el amor es como un arco iris después de la lluvia-
y como mariposas en el estómago
y como Eva es y Max en el bosque entre los árboles
si deliramos luego besar a las mariposas en el cielo,
como las hojas de los árboles
When we stand under the trees of the forest.
swarms of butterflies in the sky
and the leaves separate from the branches.
...that was nice to see you,
if only for a moment.
now I am awake again.
you have done me good.
i'm looking forward to monday no matter in what form.
I know you're in your bedroom now,
that I already know and thank you for it,
I've had the chance to rehearse before.
thank you for the wonderful evening, the book, the beautiful food
and that you were so beautifully wildly romantic and tender with me.
sleep beautifully Eva.
I also have a few nice pictures saved
and some videos:
your curious listening than me,
first time in your bed, read from Rilke.
the story with the strawberry quark.
how you put me in your white robe under
of your door
and wave to me.
how we first time under the
right left behind covered sky
sitting on warm bare tree trunks
and our hands are still touching by chance.
as we did on a fountain hike,
standing on the mountain, carefully kissing.
and many others...
standing at the fountain on our first date...
how we hug each other at the end. finally!
how you stand in front of Café Einstein and how you ask me if you can take a picture of me...
how you open the door for me at home and kiss me...
what you look like when you sleep...
Max, what's going on?
as much as I try, I can't tell myself right now that
everything's fine. I don't think there has been a day when I've ever been so
I haven't heard from you in a long time.
have I said, done, written something wrong?
did you make a decision and don't want to see me anymore?
or something completely different?
tell me, Max. please.