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β₯ π»πππ, π πππ ππ ππ? ------------ "Viola" she mumbled. "What's that?" I asked, curious to hear her next witty message. "The scientific word for a violet," she replied dreamily, as she held her hand toward me, "which is a symbol of love from times of Sappho." She was holding a small envelope, outstretched for me to reach. I was cautious to not grab it too eagerly, worrying about misunderstanding the situation, "could this be... for me?" My doubts rushed in and I denied my hopes to clean up the mess fast, "Gosh I sound so awkward- sorry I'm probably mixing this all up I can-" "No, please don't worry so much," she chuckled, "just hear me out and take my letter." I took a deep sigh of relief, and she paused to recollect her thoughts, "the truth is, I don't know what love is. But I'm willing to find out what it is." With a smile on her face, she turned and walked away, giving a wave of goodbye. Leaving me dazed, the letter limp in my hands... ------------ β₯ πΌππ’ππ ππ'π ππ - πππππππ ππ πππππ ~ a collection of short stories, poems, and writings based on sapphic love and feelings