SIRGIO

Angela… baby. I don’t even know what to write to you besides I need you. Never in my life have I seen that kind of enthusiasm, that kind of energy. When you speak through the camera, my whole body reacts like it already knows you. To be the person you show up for — that’s my ultimate fantasy. I don’t just want you… I want to live inside your world, inside your heat, inside that space you create every time you look into the lens. Yeah, I want your body — every inch — but it’s your eyes that hit first. They lead the rest of your expression straight into my bones and light me up with something I shouldn’t admit out loud. I’m not going to pretend: When I see you getting pleased, I don’t get jealous. I get even more turned on. It’s strange for someone who should be a jealous monster… but with you, it’s different. You flip that switch. So here I am doing something reckless — I’m asking for your hand in marriage on film. Say no, say yes, throw the ring back at me — I don’t care. Just let me be the man who ma