Hi! By the time I’m writing this letter for you, most probably I haven’t met you yet, lol, I do know if I didn’t, right? But what if I already knew you for a long time, but I still haven’t have any idea that it’s suppose to be you. wew. A typical romance story. Well, that’s good enough for me.
I want a love story, do you know that? I want a a love story that people will anticipate, I want a story that people will line-up infront of a cinema… but I really don’t need those kind of love stories, so what if our love story is boring for them? We don’t love each other to entertain them anyway, we love each other because… because we have to… because it is a human’s calling to love… because it is a human’s calling to be love…
I want a love story with only you and me in it, well we can use a whole lot of drama, all I care is that at the end it’s you and me, alright? lol. Funny how long ago I want a tragic ending for every love story I write, I guess it’s true that it isn’t right for everything I write, I mean my life would not revolve around stories I write… my life will revolve around the love story I create for myself…
I don’t know what you look like neither do I know how you talk, how you walk, what’s the color of your eyes, how you smell… I am not sure if you are really existent, but deep inside me you are. So what if you died a few years ago? Or so what if you’d have to be born a few years after my death? Love is still love, together with change they are constant. We need not meet to be able to love each other, love is a connection piercing through dimensions of time and conquering dimensions of the world, may it be heaven or Earth.
Today when you see me on the hallway would you smile at me and let me know that we have our chance? lol. This is crazily hilarious, I’m talking to nothing and yet I enjoy the sensation. Who are you mister?
I’ve been broken once, and I don’t believe that love will come my way… lol, so ironic for me to write this letter… yeah, but my mind is full of thoughts that I can’t even make-up my mind which to believe and what to not. But with you here, maybe someday… I know I’d be mended, because a damaged made by loving the wrong person can only be mended by the right person.
I won’t invest too much hurt for you to mend, don’t you worry, this is just one deep serious cut… I might not be open for you at first but as the song goes, “if you want I’ll try to love again,” and then probably we’ll start there.
Mister-whoever-you-might-be I am a very impatient person, but if I’d have to wait for the moment when I’ll know I am bound to be love by someone, I’d do…
Mister-whoever-you-might-be if in case you are breathing with me today, you have to know that I may not be the person you have dreamed of… I may be the complete opposite actually, and same for you. I just want you to know about the gratitude inside that you have made a huge deal of effort of loving me though I am not the person you really thought your lover would be.
If I have to write you letters every month, every week, every day… I’d do, just to let myself believe that there is someone there, I mean that you are there also waiting for me.
So until the moment I know, until the moment you know, and until love has pierced through time and dimensions please hold on to this three little ageles words, I love you.
MRS. VINTAGE S.
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