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Dear You,

It’s been really long since I wrote to you.
A long while since I intently noticed you.
You still look so perfect.
Makes me fall in love with you all over again.
It seems you have not changed at all.
Except for those random greys and a little wrinkle there.
It’s a delight to watch you fall asleep.
Calm. Quiet. Sound of your breath.
Scent of jasmine floating in the air.
The arms that are always open for me.
The comfort of being with each other.
As for me, I know I am beautiful.
Even without eyes.
You make me feel beautiful.

Yours truly,


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All Consuming Love

Dear You,

Looks like I have found you.

In the depths of my love, I notice your smile.

Yes, the one you flash after that brief moment of joy.

I feel your fingers entwined in mine. All the time.

Your eyes speak to mine, asking me questions.

Remember the first time I told you of my affection and my afflictions ?

You must know this. You consume my thoughts, time and grief.

Glad to have met you.