Another letter to youA Story by ImperfectionI dont have to try very hard to find you
Dear You… I have spent the last 18 months of my life without you. But I don’t think I have spent a full 18 seconds without thinking about you. I don’t have to try very hard to find you. No matter what I do, where I go, and who I meet – the one thing that’s constantly on my mind is you. I am convinced that I cannot separate myself from you because you are a part of me. I miss the future that I had imagined with you. Don’t get me wrong…you’ve given me enough love to last a lifetime, beautiful memories to help me go through what is left of my life but these memories are a grim reminder of the future that I cannot have, the life that will not be the way we’d imagined it to be. But I don’t have to try very hard to find you. When I go through your old mails and letters, I can hear you reading them out to me. When I leave home every morning, I know…I just know, that I’m going to get a glance of you somewhere along the way. My mind creates these illusions so that my body can live. When I look at my small hands, I remember how they used to fit into your large hands and the way you used to play with my nails. I can feel that gentle touch. I don’t have to try very hard to find you. Because you are in every place I go to and everywhere I look. Around me and within me. Whoever had said that time heals all wounds, wasn’t talking about love. When you love truly, you don’t get over it. Simply because you don’t want to. You had said that with time I’ll be able to forget you, find someone else… But you overlooked a simple fact. The love that I carry with me is yours. My heart is so full of it that there isn’t room for any other.. As long as you don’t close one chapter, you cannot begin another. And when the person is someone as special as you, one doesn’t want to put the past behind. For now, it seems judicious to carry on with your memories. At least, I don’t fear losing them. Love, Me.
© 2008 ImperfectionAuthor's Note
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Added on September 18, 2008Last Updated on September 18, 2008 AuthorImperfectionIndiaAboutWriting is easy. You only need to stare at a piece of blank paper until your forehead bleeds - Douglas Adams. I am a woman in my 20's. I love writing...sometimes it doesn't.. more..Writing
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