Monday, May 5, 2008

A love letter

I’ll miss you. Though it’s been just a few months, I’ll still miss you. I’ve grown accustomed to you, very accustomed to you. You’re presence in my room, I’ve gotten so used to it, I don’t know how I will be able to stay without you near my viewing range.

It’s so hard to leave you, but I have no choice. I can’t take you. It will be very difficult. Very very difficult to take you where I’ll be going. And you are so dependant on me, I have to carry you all the way. It cannot be done. Just cannot be done. I’m so sorry.

Will you miss me? Of course you will. How will you pass the endless nights without me by your side? You stay alone in the afternoons, but I’m always there at night. Beside you. With you.

Remember our meeting? It was love at first sight, wasn’t it? Oh… You don’t know how I will pass my days there with no you with me.

Making love to you, running my hands down you neck, down you back, some gentle strokes, some wilder… I’ll miss these daily occurrences. We make love everyday, yet we never get bored of each other, do we? Each day we create a new melody, or perfect the melody of the previous night… Some times we even try to replicate the melody of others.

How, tell me how I will spend my days with you? How will you spend your days without me? No one to take care of you, no one to give you tender touch which you terribly need… Don’t get too lonely, please don’t.

And always remember, wherever I am, I will be missing you. Missing you lots.

I love you.

Yours always,

Sourya.

(a letter for my guitar if I have to leave without her if I leave this city)