World of Fairytale ❤️

I am nothing special; just a common man with common thoughts, and I’ve led a common life. There are no monuments dedicated to me and my name will soon be forgotten. But in one respect I have succeeded as gloriously as anyone who’s ever lived: I’ve loved another with all my heart and soul; and to me, this has always been enough.”

The Notebook by Nicholas Sparks

Hello Devilish Angel,

I don't know what to write, because I have already explained my feelings and dreams in my previous letters and if I'm again writing about it, it will become repetitive..so I'm really confused..I think if I'm with you, i will have hell lot of things to write..and u know I really can't wait to be with you..your smile, those beautiful eyes, shivering lips, devilish stare, those lovely hair on ua face which ll cover ua eyes at tyms whenever the breeze blow over ua face... That sight.... Omg..😇

I could vouch my life to witness that Moment... I could see that whenever I close my eyes..

I know sometimes I am acting so weird with my actions and talk maybe I'm confused to behave with you and please don't bother about the silence between us at times...I still believe that US will happen one fine day because I want you badly in my life.

I love you to the moon and I believe we happend for a reason and you have felt all the love from my little heart and I feel so lucky that I got you as the bestest love, wife, critics, Angel, friend, iron lady, Devil, what more to say u r my everything.

It rained here last night. I know (hope😆) it rained there, too. And while you sat there by the window looking at the rain falling to the ground, I stepped out of house..I got wet all over ma body..I don't know whether I was feeling you or the rain..coz like we have seen in the fairytales Angel's could take any form...So i felt all rain drops which is falling on me is "You" itself...I have enjoyed all your touch, kiss, hug and fragrance..I don't know but rain was beautiful..I have never knew that, rain will be this beautiful..I explored every bit of u...and slowly the rain got over..all if you is showered on me..I felt so disappointed when it got over...coz the moment it got over...I started missing u again...then I saw something which was really mind blowing...I don't know whether it was an illusion or reality, but I got the opportunity to witness the Michelangelo skills of clouds..They have created wonders on the sky by creating your image on the cloud...may be it was mirage but I felt real... I couldn't believe my eyes...i felt like I wanted to touch those cheeks, earlobes, neck...I wanted to grab that face in my hand...I wanted feel those lips..but again it was far...my angel why don't you get me a pair of wings..?

Underneath all my insecurities and fears, there's something that I've always known...Something that I never thought needed saying, for you to know...

It's that I want you. On the nights when you taste like red wine on my lips and I melt like soft wax in your arms.....On nights when we slip from each other's fingertips and land inside each other....I want you on days when all we are is a black polaroid picture in the bottom of your drawer underneath the pile of all the things you don't need..

I want you on days when you are too much and on days when you aren't enough..I want your loud, your messy, your bloodshot eyes and your anger..I want the calm that follows..I want you when you you're covered in sweat and dust from all your adventures...I want you when you're as still as a night..I want you when you're a violent hurricane..

I want you when you feel like crying even though nothing's wrong...I wanna stay beside you all day and night on those days to make you feel better.. i wanna get the best remedies to make you feel better and reduce the pain those days..I wanna get all your favorite food, chocolates, movies, pizza and ride on those days..I wanna make you feel sympathetic on me, When I act like clown to make you happy and to handle your mood swings on those days...I want you when everything is wrong but you still don't cry...I want you when you feel like you can conquer the world and I want you when you're too broken to even get up...I want you when you break down on the bathroom floor crying and puking...I want you when you lie in your bed all day, contemplating...

I want you when you want to visit old thrift stores...I want you when you spend hours reading a book...I want you when you get a migraine and can't read for days...I want you with that cigarette pressed between your lips...I want you, over and over again...

I want you whole...I want you in the mornings when you wake up confused, and tired. I want you when you drink your morning tea and read the newspaper absentmindedly...I want you when you tell lame jokes with a lopsided smile showing off that chipped front tooth...I want you when you tell me you love me...I want you when make me feel like you don't.

I want you when you talk about climbing the Everest...I want you when you really do climb it...I want you on boring Thursdays when we have nothing left to do...I want you when you when we are too busy to say hello to each other for days...I want you with your deformities...I want with your perfections...

I want you, unaltered...I want you with all your bruises and all your scars...I want your deepest cuts...I want you when you don't want yourself...I want it all...I want you...