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One afternoon I started to follow you Knowing your name is painted with a Name of my favorite fictional TV series character Your name is Adam, but I call you Jon I like it that way I never knew you materialize as someone So extraordinary to me And you’re pretty perfect I love words. You prefer numbers. We stay in the same place where the pine trees And cold weather were so ******* perfect We could drown beneath them Just like as you said We’ve known each other for a little while But it was different, Jon Snow.. You told me I placed myself a part in your life Where in fact, you have put yourself, the whole of it, much inside my life now The one who sings. The one who writes. We can make a good team Isn’t that beautiful? Isn’t that sad, too? Just by hearing your voice singing Makes my heart happy Especially when you talk to me and listen to me At a very random topic or something I love it that way You told me that you will be that someone That will say good bye to my face but will come back Please prove me you will Please act like you will I am forever grateful for I have found A special friend who holds my sadness apart Someone who’s existence feels like a melody to  me Someone I call Jon And in the end, memories of good conversations Is what will keep us both alive But for me, take my words as a promise Because as long as it is here I will always feel strong, I am very much alive. I am  immortal.
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Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 12:16 PM UTC
Letter to Adam a.k.a. Jon Snow
One afternoon I started to follow you Knowing your name is painted with a Name of my favorite fictional TV series character Your name is Adam, but I call you Jon I like it that way I never knew you materialize as someone So extraordinary to me And you’re pretty perfect I love words. You prefer numbers. We stay in the same place where the pine trees And cold weather were so ******* perfect We could drown beneath them Just like as you said We’ve known each other for a little while But it was different, Jon Snow.. You told me I placed myself a part in your life Where in fact, you have put yourself, the whole of it, much inside my life now The one who sings. The one who writes. We can make a good team Isn’t that beautiful? Isn’t that sad, too? Just by hearing your voice singing Makes my heart happy Especially when you talk to me and listen to me At a very random topic or something I love it that way You told me that you will be that someone That will say good bye to my face but will come back Please prove me you will Please act like you will I am forever grateful for I have found A special friend who holds my sadness apart Someone who’s existence feels like a melody to  me Someone I call Jon And in the end, memories of good conversations Is what will keep us both alive But for me, take my words as a promise Because as long as it is here I will always feel strong, I am very much alive. I am  immortal.
An open letter to my friend. Tonight I receive the sweetest message ever. Thank you, Jon Snow.
angella-joves
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Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 12:16 PM UTC
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