Dear, you.
We could have met once or twice, you could have been my friend for years, or I just haven’t met you at all. But I really hope that once we do, the universe would sign me that it is you, the one I have been waiting for these whole years, the one who was made for me to spend and end my lifetime with, the one I would engage my promises, hopes, and dreams to.
I could imagine crystal clearly how it would be like to finally meet you. They said your body’s chemical will react when you meet your soul mate. I always knew I would be having beautiful doves instead of butterflies, that my fingers would be perfectly linked to yours when our hands tied, that your figure would be my disastrous, perfect, most beautiful distraction ever, and that your smile would be my favorite curve ever formed. To be the reason why it appears never fails to make my day.
Our love would be as wonderful as those sunsets we've seen our entire life, a perfect combination of purple, orange and magenta, blend into this one complex color, the color of my heart. Your figure itself is thousands of stars linked themselves to each other to form my very own constellation, you.
One day, when I finally meet you for real and sure enough that you’re you, the one I've been talking about in this letter... I will give this letter to you. So that you’ll know exactly how long I've been adore and worshiping you, even before we met.
Sincerely, yours.
