#miaosedit

OLIVER JACKSON-COHEN and JAMES MCARDLE Man in an Orange Shirt 1.01

man in an orange shirt (2017) dir. michael samuels

My dear Thomas, I’m at work. Nobody knows I’m writing to you here. You refuse my visits, so you’re probably tearing up my letters too. But there’s nothing else I can do but keep trying. It’s beyond my control, do you see? All those months ago when I had nothing to lose really I wrote to you in my head but was too cowardly to set more than lies upon paper. And now I find I no longer care. The love I feel for you runs through me like grain through wood. I love you Thomas. Your face, your voice, your touch enter my mind at the least opportune moments and I find I have no power to withstand them. No desire to. I want us to be together as we were at the cottage. Only forever not just a weekend. I want it to go on so long that it feels normal. I think of you constantly. Your face, your breath on my neck at night. I want to do all the ordinary, un-bedroomy things we never got around to doing. Making toast. Raking leaves. Sitting in silence. I love you Thomas, I’ve always loved you. I see that now. Tell me I’m not too late.

man in an orange shirt | bbc

the love i feel for you, runs through me like grain through wood. i love you, thomas, i love you. your face, your voice, your touch, enter my mind at the least opportune moments, and i find i have no power to withstand them. no desire to. i want us to be together as we were at the cottage, only forever, not just a weekend. i want it to go on so long that it feels normal. i want to do all the ordinary, un-bedroomy things we never got around to doing. making toast. raking leaves. sitting in silence. i love you, thomas. i’ve always loved you. i see that now. tell me i’m not too late.

Michael & Thomas / Man in an Orange Shirt

promise me that you'll come and find me.

Julian Morris by Bartek Szmigulski for Wonderland Magazine | September 2017