you who walked into my heart
as if you always belonged there,
you who lit my soul on fire
and captured it with your gaze.

Yes you,
who made my heart skip several beats;
you who made me stop breathing
the moment our eyes met.

Where were you, I wonder
when I searched the crowds
for your face to wed;
but that’s not important now, I guess.

What’s important is that
I love you; Yes you, because
you understand me like no other,
you love me like no other,
and you are there for me,
no matter what.

I accept you for the person that you are;
I don’t want to change you
into someone else;
I do not expect perfection from you;
just as you do not expect it
from me, I hope.
I will love you and stand by you
even through the worst of times.

I will love you, yes you,
when you are in good or bad mood,
when you are too tired,
when you are up, or you are down,
when you are not fun
to be with, or around.

I may never find words beautiful enough
to describe all that you mean to me,
but I will spend the rest of my life
looking for them.

As I pen-off with lots of love
from the bottom of my heart,
I can confirm that
the sides and the top too
are filled with love
for just you.

I am an epic introvert, who quickly becomes an open book when I pen what’s in my significantly fertile mind; fertile as a result of bombardment by realities that are continuously captured by my inquisitive eyes, ears which are constantly rubbing the ground, through constant reading, and through dreaming too.

Writing provides an opportunity to ‘say’ what my unapologetic quiet mouth will not say; which not only soothes me, but also bequeaths to me a relief, a release, and a hope that the written words will change the world, even if only one person at a time.

And so should you seek, that’s where to find me; deeply tucked inside the blankets of reading, seeing, listening, dreaming, and then writing.

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