An Open Letter To My Lover: Volume V
- Ojasvi Pandya
- Feb 14
- 1 min read
Hey baby,
We never spoke too much about my writing, did we? It's for the best, I suppose. This place began to haunt me. First, I ran out of courage. Then, out of words. And when I finally found those again, time had slipped away. The idea of you brought it all back. For that, and so much more, I love you.
For the longest time, I wondered if we were incompatible. If the life experiences that shaped each of us put us on such divergent paths that it'd be difficult to understand each other. But you know what I've learned in our time together? You give wings to a side of me that I had never known. You give me perspective that I used to dismiss outright. You are sparks and security, all together.
There's no one reason for it, but I know it's you. It was always meant to be you. Although my faith in it wavered increasingly each year, perhaps the show was right - sometimes things have to fall apart to make way for better things. I didn't need to put it in a letter because I could look you in the eye and tell you. I don't need poetry or the stars or the sky to say it, because I know it in my heart. And I will spend the rest of our lives making sure you know it too.
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