When we meet again...

So you're moving out. Well congratulations for the big city, a lot to learn, a lot of room to grow and I am pretty sure my smart lady is going to rock on there as well. Okay, enough pretending......let me say it out loud what I actually feel for once. Yes, I like you, a lot, to be very honest. You are going to be miles apart and I am scared, yes I am, and the truth is I really don't want to loose you. I don't care if it makes me less of a man to be able to admit my honest feelings while everyone else is trying to be someone they are not in order to look cool.

They say the writers write fiction with a little touch of sought after imagination but what if I told you some write only what they feel. Some write because they were tired of listening and being their for everybody else but found none when all they needed was probably a hug. I know a lot to ask, atleast now when pretentious priests are being worshipped everywhere. And what would I answer to this heart which yearns for you even more with each passing day.

Crossing paths with you was dumb luck, initiating the conversation was probably a choice but I had no idea that I would fall this hard for you. I mean how do I not? You literally taught me to believe in me, to live like each day like there's no tomorrow and now I can't go back. You made my life beautiful and I want you in it now.
~your’s

For my readers:
Thank you for all the support and every bit of appreciation you all have ever showered me with. But all good things must come to an end, innit? I don’t know when I will be back again, might be a year, might be a day. Thankyou for taking out your time to read :)