I write to you.

I write to you.

It’s not your presence beside me that I need,
It’s you.
It’s not your voice that I need to hear everyday,
It’s your acceptance that I feel.
It’s always the trust you carry on me and the faith I escort.
It’s the songs you told me to listen on the days I am low.

The times when I just knew you to our history we created,  you’ve inspired me.
You’ve inspired me to live, to laugh,  to sing, to dance, and most vitally, to write.

I’ve written for people, places, pilgrims, and past. There were days when I simply scribbled anything in a boring class.
There is a thing about writing- It helps you realize what you actually want.  So even on days when I had nothing specific in mind,   I ended up concluding my deepest fears and  dream fantasies.

Coming back to the topic, So all this while I wrote a lot.  I wrote to my mom, I wrote to friends who were to say goodbye forever, I wrote applications, I wrote apology letters. 
Trust me,  it was fun.
But all this while I forgot that I’ve never written to you.

You are an integral part of not just me but my list of attainments. You  are a part of the complete me.
With this piece of blog, with all the love I carry for you, with all the respect I hold for you, 

Sweetheart,  I write to you.
J