Fangirl

My letter to you

You and I had a long, long, long
Not so long though,
And Awkward
Connection between us.
An unusual relation between us.
Not of a husband and wife.
Not of a father and son.
Not of a mother and daughter.
Not of a brother and sister.
Not related.
Not foster.
It was weirder.

And merrier.
You were an idol
And I was a groupie.
You were a star.
And I was a nobody.

I had entered as a lone, alone person
Into your oh-so-happy world.
To make my desperate, miserable world gleeful again.
But little did I know, I would not only
Enter your world to light mines,
But to enlighten your world too,
To share your hardships too
To share your loved ones too.
To share your happiness too.
To share your love too.
To share us too.

But then again,
The reality hit me again.
There was not only I to share your pain.
There were millions ready to die.
Ready to do anything.
And I was just a mere girl with limited freedom to spend.

But still I hope, just like the coincidence of our meeting was,
I could have the blessing to see you with my eyes standing twenty metres away, with the body guards securing you from the overpossesive fans, with so much longing in my own eyes.

I know, I am just a daydreaming teenager, just a random fangirl writing a letter to her idol who isn't  even aware of their umpteenth fan writing to them.

This,
Is what I have wanted to tell you since ever, and I know I could never.
So I am writing it down here...just to consol my heart that I tried.
I tried.
This.
Is a letter.
To you--- cute, little handsome pricks.
A letter.
Out of nowhere.
Which would reach nowhere.