A Letter From Hopeless Lovers
Dear Love,
As the sun gradually sets and the leaves on the trees start moving, I close my laptop and go to the terrace. My terrace has a beautiful end; a railing where I can stand and witness the sun setting, just like my hopes in you.
I stand at the end and the cool breeze casually flirts with my bangs. As they touch my hair, I close my eyes and imagine a scene.
Someone standing right next to me, looking at me in absolute astonishment. He slowly brings forward his hand and with his finger, tucks the loose hair at the back of my ear.
A chill down my spine and I open my eyes!
Since childhood, I’ve been a fan of love stories. Whenever I watch a romantic movie, be it DDLJ from Bollywood or fault in our stars from Hollywood, I always crave for someone. I know it’s a movie and real life isn’t a fairy tale. I guess growing up I realized that quick.
Are you for real, or just a beautiful fallacy?
Do you even realize how many people are falling for you? Do you know how many people take your name and hurt others?
Five relationships later, I am here typing this letter. I tried falling, caring, loving and what not but every time someway, you just left. And with that, my trust in people and you gradually diminished.
As I type this, I want you to know that I am still looking for someone. You know why? Because I’ve learned that when the right one comes, miracles happen.
Are you not coming because in front of my friends I say “I am independent, and I don’t need anyone?”
Every time I see a couple, I secretly pray that I will too someday have one. Don’t go on what I say, just go on what I want.
Well, I am not here to complain because I am just another hopeless romantic lover who never will find someone. I will still go up to the terrace, every evening hoping that someday the sun will set and I will have someone standing near me.
P.S. Don’t tell this to anyone. Just come in my life and fill the emptiness.
Yours Only,
Hopeless Romantic
Hopeful Human
