dreams through the lens

Today I’m just sad…

This is my love letter to you. Remember when you told me Paris reminded you of me? Well, I’m telling you now that every little thing around reminds me of you: every whisper that sounds like your voice, every laughter that could come from your jokes, every lyrics from a song you liked, every small white flower like the one you gave me, every photo that i wish i had taken beside you.

I was always afraid of getting old. But not any more, cause what can be more beautiful than growing old with the one person you love the most. And yes, I want to be your old lady.

Please forgive me! For all the words I said in spite or anger, for all the times I got mad instead of kissing you, for giving up hope for a while, for letting you go, for trying to forget you… I realized now that’s impossible. You are the one that I can never get out of my heart and my mind.

Meeting you and kissing you for the first time was the end of my life as I knew it. I don’t want to go back now.

PS: I love you