First of all, I have to tell you, my english developed a lot, but I still make a lot of mistakes, so sorry, if my sentences just don't make sense.

L, let's talk. We need to start it, or finish it, let's just don't leave this poor sentence without a full point. Is it worth to start it? Say, you love, say, you still need me, and I'll be there. Don't be afraid from me.
One sentence. Three words. Eight letters. Say it.
Say it, or refuse it, just do something, I'm begging for it. We're standing at the two sides of the abyss, and there is a bridge between us, but we're afraid of knowing, that we have to step on this unstable botch.
Take the first step, and I'll be yours, the whole world will be yours. I want you smile just for me. 
Come closer, or run away, far away, and never-ever look back. After all, P is here and he deserves my attention. At least he decided to want me after he saw me.

You didn't do that way. We talked last before we met. I'll never forget, as you came trough the street, smiling, your eyes searching for me. Tell me, do you remember, what I was wearing? You did wear you black, striped T-shirt with those gray pants, and your hair was rough, as always. What happened? What damaged? I want to know, I want to know so badly.

If you don't want it, you should not tell. It's just like bungee-jumping: you don't need to jump. P is here, and he has your eyes, and says so nice things for me, which you never dared. Do you remember when you said we're going to watch Public Enemies together? It's just me whose brain is still full of those summer-sentences? I thought, you're different. Maybe I still think so, I still can't ignore you. It would be hard, while I'm seeing your face everyday, which is not the nicest but for me it's just adorable; your eyes, which are always looking for me. And your strong arms, gosh, I want them to always be around me, so I could be there forever, forgetting everything, sky and ground, day and night, R and P. 

Just think about what direction you want to run.
Then take your first step.
Take it.
I'll be waiting at the other side of the abyss.
With a smile on my face.

Aki érti, érti, aki nem, sajnálom, de annyira annyira rosszul esik ez az egész, és nem tudom, mit csináljak és hogyan és... Fáj. Sajnálom, hogy megint nincs friss, de nem sok értelme lenne ezt papírra - jelen esetben képernyőre átültetni.