Since you’d be leaving for your annual Sabbath, I find this the best way to say this today... on my 20th birthday... I’d like it to be memorable in either way, and plus, you know that I am not able to say this in front of you... I find it best to type it down, since my brain-tongue coordination in front of you is not that good...you know.!
Yes, perhaps, I know what is it going to be, but I still have to say this, my desires, hopes, dreams are powerful enough to both make me move, and kill me.. So...here.
I love you bohemian… You asked me once, why did I chose you, and my answer, as I recall, was vague… yes, there are choices maybe, but I’d stick to my previous answer and say, I chose you because of your name. you make, me feel alive, awake...complete... in front of you, I may act harsh and loud, but inside, I feel like a void being filled..feel my heart actually beating... for long, I’ve been hollow, until you came and turned me upside down...the warm fuzzy feeling came out..and you breathed life in me again...
Unlike the heroes, I can’t promise you the riches of the kings, or the moons and stars of the sky, but what I can promise is to love you with all rage, temper, or “cruelty” as you say… that my arms would always be around you, enveloping you whenever you find yourself in despair… to wipe out your tears if they come and put that silly smile back on your face, and try to kiss your frowns away… and annoy the hell out of you… I know that you did had a broken heart…with me, if you hold my hand, I’ll destroy it, shatter it into dust and then, help you create a new one out the ashes…
You once said that, you are undeserving…but it is me actually..and yet I find that I fell for the most amazing lady the world would see..guess I’m lucky..or totally insane..
So, this is it, I guess… I love you and that’s a fact. I can’t say anything else and I can’t think. Confused, deranged, here, I kindda leaving my heart with you.. it may have some cracks and chinks.. dents or burns, but I works just fine, well it did fell for you, didn’t it?
Now, I just pray.. pray that someone answers my prayer..
Always yours,
Loving in wait and hope..
Rishi..tor dumbass, I guess..
Yes, perhaps, I know what is it going to be, but I still have to say this, my desires, hopes, dreams are powerful enough to both make me move, and kill me.. So...here.
I love you bohemian… You asked me once, why did I chose you, and my answer, as I recall, was vague… yes, there are choices maybe, but I’d stick to my previous answer and say, I chose you because of your name. you make, me feel alive, awake...complete... in front of you, I may act harsh and loud, but inside, I feel like a void being filled..feel my heart actually beating... for long, I’ve been hollow, until you came and turned me upside down...the warm fuzzy feeling came out..and you breathed life in me again...
Unlike the heroes, I can’t promise you the riches of the kings, or the moons and stars of the sky, but what I can promise is to love you with all rage, temper, or “cruelty” as you say… that my arms would always be around you, enveloping you whenever you find yourself in despair… to wipe out your tears if they come and put that silly smile back on your face, and try to kiss your frowns away… and annoy the hell out of you… I know that you did had a broken heart…with me, if you hold my hand, I’ll destroy it, shatter it into dust and then, help you create a new one out the ashes…
You once said that, you are undeserving…but it is me actually..and yet I find that I fell for the most amazing lady the world would see..guess I’m lucky..or totally insane..
So, this is it, I guess… I love you and that’s a fact. I can’t say anything else and I can’t think. Confused, deranged, here, I kindda leaving my heart with you.. it may have some cracks and chinks.. dents or burns, but I works just fine, well it did fell for you, didn’t it?
Now, I just pray.. pray that someone answers my prayer..
Always yours,
Loving in wait and hope..
Rishi..tor dumbass, I guess..
