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Dear,

  

     If I should be honest, I really incline towards being  antisocial and you can't imagine how cold I can be with people. I can be very dry with my feelings building barriers against everyone, for them  to mess with it. . As I lived through,I have developed it in to a fine art. But my dear, you have broken down all my defenses and all those barriers. And I  don't really regret it and I adore you for that.

       After  all these years of  being silently in love with you, I could never decide whether I love you most in lux of  lucid daylight or in romantically illuminated full moon or perhaps in those winds when your strand of dark hair just falls near your eternal brown tanned eyes. Anyway I love you the most every time I see you.  You are the only true marvel of entire universe that defines  the texture of beauty.I see you as a celestial beauty with etherial heart. Dear love of my life, this is who you are, an angel and I am just an ordinary boy from the earth  who adores you. And I can't help myself loving you.

    These days rains are falling quietly as if it wants to remind me of you, as if it wants me to remember all those moments that I spent on following you, catching a glimpse of you and dreaming you, loving you. I know it is toxic to miss someone so badly but I can't just bound my self. I don't want to remember you anymore other than when it rains.  And when  flakes  of white snow slips through red rose petals.. When the Sun bleeds tint of red and yellow, in the evening I sit on my wooden chair then I miss you the most. Otherwise I don't want to remember you at all.  But I just do it when I lean against my serene window  watching poor flowers blown away by envious wind. And during fog when  I can't see your name engraved on my green litchi tree. Dear, you are a celestial wonder, an etherial beauty and I just miss you in more desperate human ways, all days and all nights . Other than that I don't want to remember you at all, but I can't pretend like I can live without remembering you.

  

    Dear, at once it was very painful seeing you go away. I never wanted to believe in notion of mortality and immortality. I was so damaged that I could hardly talk to anyone. All these years, I silently loved you with my heart and never confessed it to anybody. But now, after you left your mortality and chose to be that immortal star next to the moon ,I wish, at least I had talked you once. If only I could tell how much I I love you. If only my heart had a voice and if only  your heart could hear it.

   Anyway, if you worry after reading it, please don't, I have learnt healing my self. Now I believe my love for you can't be bounded with in events of life and death, it is eternal. Every night I look up at the sky, I look at you sparkling next to the moon and I wish how lovely would it be seen in a velvet night, twinkling two of us next the moon as eternal stars and yes, my love I want to be the star next to you.

I don't fear for the consequences but here I say, as the whole Universe witnesses,  I LOVE YOU with all the love of galaxies.

Dear Muskaan, I don't know if you know me or have ever caught me secretly following you or perhaps  peeking you, I am just a lowly boy from the Earth who adores you.

Yours

An eternal lover from the Earth

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 09, 2020 ⏰

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