Recently I sent him a quick note, just saying I hope he was doing well and asking him how Belgium was? He's been in that goddamn country for more almost 8 months, and I haven't read more than 10 sentences about it. Granted, Matt has never written about what he's been up to. That information was relegated to phone time, so the daily monotonies wouldn't be immortalised in print.
He replied with a ginormous e-mail. He started by telling me he had been pondering over the moment we met... and then he transcribed about two page's worth of texts and quotes from Philadelphia Story, The New World, Love after Change, and In the Days of the Comet... Which, fabulous! I've always enjoyed his taste in literature and film, but I got really upset at him for having not written his own words. I don't even understand what his collection of excerpts was trying to say...
The thing that gets me right now, is that his reply felt so dispassionate and impersonal. Granted, he did begin by saying he had been thinking about me (of his own volition! Oh, yippee.) and every single excerpt had to do with luuuuuurv, but I don't want to read excerpts. At the most basic levels I just want to read three words, written from his heart by his fingers. Even a simple "I miss you" and nothing else would've been worth far more than the thousands of words he gave me.
Am I being stupid?