A letter to my lover!

 Someone asked me, “What is the kind of love you yearn for?” It’s a simple yet a lengthy answer. 

 

I yearn for that kind of love where, in a crowded place, my eyes are always set on you; that kind of love where I am sitting in a conference presided over by you, I cannot but ogle at you and be so proud of you for having accomplished so many things in life; that kind of love where we make eye contact and instantly know if something is wrong; that kind of love, no matter how bad a day we have had, we yearn to see each other and just a hug and/or a kiss makes all the sadness go away; the kind of love where we find warmth in each other’s arms; that kind of love where our music choices are a world apart but we still make efforts to listen to them; that kind of love, where we cheer each other up; that kind of love where we are emotionally, intellectually and sensually available for each other to no bounds; that kind of love where every morning, I wake up next to you and wonder, how lucky I have been to have you in my life; where you wake up next to me, and wonder, how lucky I am to have you in my life (:P); that kind of love where I constantly attempt to impress you, not by my looks, but by just being a better human being; that kind of love where we leave each other tiny hand written notes reaffirming and reassuring our love for each other; that kind of love where we tiny comments in books we read whenever we come across a brilliant passage; that kind of love where we are not insecure about each other’s past; that kind of love where we are comfortable and complete in our own selves and we complement each other; that kind of love where we are unapologetically us when we are around each other without the fear of being judged; that kind of love where I go to great lengths to cook your favorite dish; that kind of love where we roast each other mercilessly; that kind of love where we are brutally honest with each other; that kind of love where I constantly remind you to drink water regularly; that kind of love where I always and always remember where you have forgotten your glasses; that kind of love where even when we are mad with each other, we make sure that we eat our food and take care of ourselves; that kind of love where my life is nothing without you and everything with you; that kind of love where we are always with each other, through pain and suffering, through joy and merry, thick and thin; that kind of love where we complete the jigsaw puzzle of our lives together, and while doing that, we kiss, hug, tickle each other, fight with each other, be pissed at each other, but we know that all this is because we are figuring out how to assemble the pieces together and are determined to complete it. 

 

This is the kind of love I would want to be in. 

 

This is the kind of love I would excel in and I think that is the kind of love I would thrive in. 

 

Tell you what, many people have many ways of saying what one ought to be doing in the quest of finding a life partner, but I have one thing to say, if you don’t feel like, ‘hell yeah’. It should be a no. 

 

If there ever was a thing called luck, I think I have been bestowed all the luck there is on this planet, for I ended up with you. The very thought that there existed a possibility that we might not have ended up together scares the bejesus out of me. I would not want to be in a parallel universe where we do not end up with each other. 

 

I think it was destiny that brought us together. Can you really believe that, two people met at a place,where they are least like to go to and 3 years later they are married. You are all that I ever hoped and wished for as a partner. You make me feel safe, you make me feel happy, you make me feel secure and you make me feel like the most important person on this planet. 

 

If there was one decision that I will always be proud of, it would definitely be that decision to walk into that godforsaken club which played annoyingly loud music; it would definitely be that decision to sit by the bar while my friends were on the floor, dancing; it would be that decision to look at you and say, ‘not a fan of the music, eh?’. 

 

So here I am, exactly three years after we met for the first time, writing this letter to say that, I will never stop loving you. I know I am way out of your league, but I promise you that not a single day shall pass, where I aspire to, strive to, work towards and ensure that I see a smile on your face, all the time. I promise you that not a single day shall pass, where all my efforts shall go into ensure that we fulfil the vision we have, towards life, towards the community at large, and to fulfil our vows. 

 

I love you. 



Yours

xxx 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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