Dear Someone, peharps Muse.

How do I show you the poetry Im writing about you without telling you that I adore you?

Like How do I tell you that I’m healthily obsessed with you ( I mean I want to insert you into every good thing I am experiencing, are you the blip)?
How do I tell you that I’m choosing you in everything that I am doing?
Finally how do I tell you that I’m thinking of our kids’ names?
That I think about how our families have to co-exist.
The only thing that’s making me not fear adulting is knowing that I have a chance of spending the rest of it with you…

So this is a kaleidoscope of most of the poetry , that is you… a piece so divine, so beautiful
If we were all single celled organisms, we would be the first merger , angler fish type of insanity…( do look up angler fish 🙂 )

See, every conversation with you is a milestone to a better tomorrow.So before I lose this rush, breathe my last and stuff. Before this moment passes and you are still an anchor tattoo on my chest.

I want to take Kodachrome photos of you , place them besides all my accolades, that is my ‘O’ and ‘A’ level certificates 💀

you have to know that I want to fall into you slowly like a how a feather falls at g , accelerating at the same rate with a rock yet landing with so much grace, grace!

I want to go to an Ishan show with you, then me and him will sing LOLA just for you.

from the last time we talked to now.
I have been thinking about you
I have been breathing about you

Lastly your victory giggle feels like a million hugs, how its immediate, unexpected and awkward. Really awkward…..must be the stuff that gives us wings

So dear someone, perhaps muse,
I actually really adore you

I want us to sit and openly talk about the past loves that we have had. How they were different and how they made us the people that we are today. We will talk about them openly because they were infinities in the universes of our being. Bottomline is my heart is full of things that I want to tell you. How I think the comfort in crocs is an alien technology. Everything that interests me I want you to see as well.

I remember one day I saw my parents being lovey dovey , It was completely adorable. I wanted you to see it because you deserve to see what healthy love looks like.

Being humans I want you to know that your past is just what happened and its not anything to be ashamed or worried about. Because I believe in change and would like to be there for all the small changes in your life. I want to be there for the the seemingly mundane ones because I want to be there with you every step of the way. Also because I choose to accept you , the you that was, that will be. I accept you.

And If we never make it to forever I would like you to know that you are the story I will tell my grandkids. When your parents frustrate you I want to hold your hand and be on your side , in my dictionary that what ” ALL THE WAY” means.