Dear Miss Yet To Come,
My apologies, if you would accept, for the delay in between my last letter and this letter that I am writing for you now. I have been really busy. But that cannot be an excuse for the delay in this letter. So, let me paint you a picture of what might be us whenever we meet.
I have been working really hard lately to make myself better, more mature for you, more than ever. Learning new things, new skills that might sway you off your feet. I don’t know if you have read my letters, but this one thing I am really proud of. I can make you see things that escape your eyes. The little tip of your nose that wiggles whenever you are too excited for a food that you really love, the sweet fragrance of your perfume that fills me with the feelings of summer, the silhouette you make on the bed everyday when you wake up. Moreover, I have been learning how to cook, so maybe we could share our time in the kitchen as well. Giggling and laughing just like teenagers. Age is just a number. We’ll make time for our little eccentricities everytime we think we are getting too real for the world. Sing aloud, dance un synchronously or even watch a romantic movie and cry endlessly. The bond between us would be real and that would be my foci, my epicentre, my constant, maybe yours too. The world changes by the second, but the real stays forever. I promise to hold you everytime you feel that love in the world is not enough for you, maybe you would do the same for me. I like to be pampered as well. I won’t ask from you. But then you know me. Or in time you will. I promise to love you when it’s the most difficult, when you think you are unlovable, put you in my arms and sing a song, just for you. I know you’ll do the same for me. You know how much i adore your voice. Its like a music box for me. The box opens and a symphony comes out of it. Every time. I know you laugh at my this analogy. But a feeling stays true even when the mind cannot comprehend it. Lately, it was really difficult to still define what love actually is. I took my time though, made myself involved in things that had made me believe in love in the first place. Trials and tribulations are a part of life. I told myself. So, I got back to my own little eccentricities. And just like that, everything seemed organic, easy. Because in life, sometimes we need a little break from things which drive us away from life. I have been trying to be in constant touch with my friends. They have been the strongest pillar of support along with my family, I am too excited you to meet. This letter was long overdue. The current situations demand we get back to our roots.
Everything is good here. I am good too. Better than before and still in the process of growing out of my cocoon. In a way we all do.
Hope you are doing excellent too. How’s everyone at home? Take care and try to stay indoors because we are fighting with an enemy which can disguise itself in any form.
Till then I’ll be waiting for you.
Don’t be late.
Hope to meet you soon.
With lots of love