''Hi.
It’s monsoon in the city. I was thinking about you for the last few days…wanted to talk to you. But you can’t be disturbed until your exam gets over, so thought about writing here.
I dreamt about you. About us, rather. In the dream, we were walking on a hilly road…holding hands. There were flowers at either side of the road. I don’t know their names but it was really beautiful. Well, I don’t even know why I saw us, and as a matter of fact I also don’t know whether you like mountains… but had you seen it, I am sure you would’ve liked it.
You know, when you asked me whether I still feel the same way for you, and I said yes, I thought you understood that I still loved you. I know you have been through bad times but I still want to stand beside you...
You once said , 'we still think the same way'...so why can't we feel the same way? why is that even after such a long time I can't be someone special in your life...why can't I know you better.
sometimes I feel like talking to you, just simple, plain talking, because I am happy whenever you are around me...that is what I mean by 'knowing and understanding', if that is your question.
I haven’t waited for anyone the way I have for you. And being without you…it just makes me lonely all the time. People know it to be a statement but I guess for me it’s a feeling.
I love you.''
9th Feb, '12
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