Just came across one post in fb, this is what I really really want to tell you though you are not that girl I might be talking about, but you are certainly that  girl I would like to talk to about this.... Need you ore than ever, more than anyone

* Letter to my could-be Valentine *

Hey,
You're fine, I hope?
I, too, am fine. Not happy though.
How can I be?

It's the Valentine's week, which is somewhat depressing and gloomy for most of the single souls out there.

Loitering around the lanes of my favorite market near India Gate, I come across the gift galleries and flower shops - all immersed in red.
Red is love. Albeit red is my favorite, too; however, overuse of the poor color often makes me nauseous.

February annoys me; not because I need gifts or flowers but because it makes me wish for a person, whom I would bestow all my love upon. I wish to spoil someone; make them feel special.

Precisely, you.

But then reality hits me hard and I realize that I have nobody, because I cannot have you.

Almost three months and twenty one days have passed since I realized how intensely you make me feel; how frantically I've fallen for you. But I keep chanting that you're just a crush - a mere infatuation, and would last for no more than a while.
Perhaps, this too shall pass. I desperately hope this does.

By now, you must have a subtle idea about how I feel for you, and probably that is why you have started maintaining certain gap between us. You think that I don't notice, don't you?

Don't you fret, love, I'm not going to create any nuisance. I'm chaos, and I won't want to mess up with your life. I'll keep mum.

Time and again I console myself by assuming that if you could have been with me, you definitely would have. For now, you have him. And I do wish the best for you both.

I have accepted that I cannot be with you, not in this lifetime at least.
Perhaps, I'm just a traveler and you, the road forbidden.

I have no expectation, neither any complaint. I know it isn't your fault, but it isn't mine either; yet ultimately, it's me - who has to suffer.

Why isn't love deliberate & planned? Why is it impulsive & unintentional?

Why do we fall for someone without even knowing if they would revert the same feelings or not?

I know it isn't your fault. Again, it isn't mine either.

But you don't have to worry about me, dear.

I'll be fine. Someday.

Until then, I'll just pretend to be.

Love
PS

Note: This was originally written by a girl, to suit this to me have made one change in the original post.

Dear The Friend,
This name might sound familiar to you if you remember :). To others, apart from THE FRIEND, you guys might not find anything interesting on this blog. I am creating this blog to talk to my friend who I lost contact with.

So, back to THE FRIEND.
Hope you are doing great in life wherever you are. I agree we never were close friends, but I always considered you a friend I can look upto in difficult times, when I need someone sensible to talk  to, You used to write about many things in your blog with kinda similar name.

Let's hope this might reach to you someday somehow. I kinda feel like talking to you now a days, don't know why. And hoping someday I'll hear back from you. Take care n stay blessed.