THEM 'Ishman'

His lover - 2

Ishan came to his house and found a letter in the mailbox. A sweet smile automatically appeared on his lips.

He took out the letter, and it was handwritten like always. The soft, sweet, and familiar smell was coming from it; it took Ishan nanoseconds to understand whose letter it was.

"Thank you~" Ishan softly whispered while looking at the letter.

He was hurried but delicately opened the letter with a small smile tugging on his lips.

"Since my childhood, I have heard many fairytales, and you are one of them, the most beautiful one. Whenever I see you, I feel like I should keep you in my embrace and never let you go.

You, Meri Soniyo, make my life like heaven on earth. Believe me, my love, in this whole world, you are the only one whom I see with my eyes open and close. Your presence is enough to make my heart flutter and my eyes shimmer.

If you are the wound, then I don't want any medicine. If you are the pain, then I don't want any cure. If you are poison, then I want to be the dead here.

Just take care of yourself, my little innocent lotus ~

I love you and you. Believe me, just you, my soniyo ~

Yours and yours only <3 "

Ishan read the whole letter with an inseparable smile tugging on his face and glittering in his eyes.

"I love you too, my lover." Ishan whispered to himself, softly caressing the last heart on the letter.

"Woahh, a blue one today." Ishan said, chuckling and taking the fresh blue rose out from the letter and smelling it softly.

Actually, since last year, Ishan has received 'love-coded' beautifully yet delicately handwritten letters with a different type of flower every day. Ishan even didn't know the names of half of them, but does he love them?

He freaking loved it!

Just think every morning wake up and find a new handwritten letter in the mailbox from your secret lover. Isn't it something that everyone manifests for?

"Let's add this one to our collection, my love." Ishan said, walking to a closet that was filled with letters from his secret lover and the flowers he had given to Ishan till now.

Ishan opened the closet, and his heart skipped a beat.

Well, anyone can! What will be your reaction when you open your closet and find Three hundred and sixty-three letters with three hundred and sixty-three beautiful flowers?

Firstly, it was a little uncomfortable for Ishan, but with the passage of time, Ishan started loving it. He doesn't know why, but he felt a different type of connection with the person—like they were for each other.

Those words were not any kind of prank or joke but held some deep emotions in them, which was not difficult for Ishan to understand.

Those letters hold Ishan's emotions now!

"Your every flower holds my emotions, your every letter holds my whole day, and your every word holds my heartbeat, moon." Ishan said, looking at the cupboard with love-filled eyes.

"Moon! you are my moon—the source of peaceful light in my dark life. You are light to my darkness. You are the moon in my blank sky." Ishan said, smelling the fragrance from the letters.

Ishan put the letter in the cupboard and admired it for fifteen minutes and then closed it with a beautiful smile tugged on his small lips.

Ishan wore his pajamas and was now standing on his balcony, staring at the moon with some uneasy thoughts.