Anniversary Letter

A piece I wrote one night while my baby was gone. It was written for for her and about her.

                Hundreds of times I’ve heard phrases similar to "Every man grows up to marry his own mother” and thought about what the line says to me. The love of my life that I’ve been with for one year is probably in every way, shape or form the opposite of my mom. I love my mom; don’t get me wrong, but thoughts about this line kept reappearing in my head. After hearing this on plenty of occasions and considering its meaning, I began to think from a more non-literal perspective. What does a mom do? A mom listens, cares, nourishes, protects, provides and, most of all, a mother loves. With more to add to that list of what moms do, I decided I had already answered my own question. Unconditional love is one of the most beautiful things a human soul can witness. At times, that love may be hard to keep up with or those feelings may seem to weaken and fall apart. My girl, my love, my baby is one of the only people that has given me that sort of affection. I find it difficult to find times where even my mom is like that. When I have a problem, I look for the next best time to start a conversation with my love. When I am hurt or sick, my baby is all over that and does her best to do what she can for me. When my mind is on the verge of breaking down and my heart can no longer hold a healthy beat, my girl is right there holding me in her arms. I feel as though every grown man is not a man unless under the influence of a women who shows this sort of admiration and love. How can one survive without the constant support of someone who can provide these sorts of things? She’s more than a friend. My girl, without a doubt in my mind, is the greatest friend I’ve ever had. For a year we’ve surpassed fights, dilemmas and even break-ups from time to time.  But through all that, a single thought stands out my mind above all other thoughts. The image of my darling holding my head and playing with my hair with me curled up alongside her occurs far too often in my dreams, even more than my own reflection does in reality.  I told her at the beginning of our relationship that I’d never leave her. There have been times when I’ve thought about it and even taken action because I was concerned for my own well-being. But in reality, I was terrified she would leave me. I’m not perfect and I lack several things I’m sure she dreams of. And you can tell me all you like, “You’re seventeen with no knowledge of what love is” but I’m never going to stop giving all I’ve got to be the best I can be for the person who matters most in my life right now. You can never tell me to give up on the one thing I’ve got going for me, and to me, that’s experiencing the passion and love that we share and will continue to share for the rest of our lives.

Author's Note

My girl-friend and I were together for almost one year when I wrote this. However, she saw things differently and we decided to go our separate ways not even two days after writing this. If it was my call, I'd say we could have made our relationship last for many more years, but love changes quickly and that's what we call a change in heart. I still love her I think... but change is going to come whether I'm ready or not. The only thing I really wish to tell her is that I hope she's happier without me. Out of any other person I've met, she deserves to be happy for the rest of her life because she's had it the hardest. I hope she's successful in everything she does and I say that with every bit of heart I have left. I hope she surpasses the feelings I have for her and still have for her but never I hope she never forgets what we had, because to me, it was the most special thing I've ever experienced.

Reviews

[Bhavya Kaushik]

Its almost 6 a.m and this is the first piece that I'm reading today. I have a lot of things lined up for reading today, but with this piece you have raised the bar for all the other writers. This piece is so honest and came right from your heart that it makes impossible for anyone to judge or critique. Each and every phrase, every sentence, every word has been penned so beautifully here. The flow of it is so effortless. I was just going through one sentence to another without looking back. You have that skill man, and if you give yourself just little more of a time - you can be a great novelist. As I know, you are into graphical designing - why don't you write a graphic-novel. They have a very large mass following and I'm sure you will do great in that sphere.
Coming back to this piece, it reminded me of one of the relationships that I have gone through in recent times. Sometimes, two great people can not result in a great relationship. It doesn't mean that one of them is good or bad than other. Sometimes, two people can want different things from life and it doesn't matter how great they are, but they have to walk away- for each other. In order to survive.
Though the entire piece was very heart-touching, but this line really grabbed me for a minute : " The image of my darling holding my head and playing with my hair with me curled up alongside her occurs far too often in my dreams, even more than my own reflection does in reality. " Its so heart-breaking and beautiful at the same time.
Incredible work here! Never regret anything in your life. Good people give you memories to cherish and bad people give you a lesson. Keep up the good work!