Dear Nyi,
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One day if you bound to open this blog, I wish you could see this letter. You are my whole life, Nyi. But I hope Nyi not to hate me, I don't know about you though but in my place here, wherever I go or whatever I do, nothing can’t be free from your influence. I love you Nyi. Though We are not from a modern fairy tale. But believe me, this is a sure thing. You know what Anthony Bourdain commit suicide, this kind of moment, I can feel him, I am very depressed about how I am. I want to blame you, but instead I blame myself. I cried all day, I forgot to have a meal, I forgot all my senses. I am neither thirsty or hungry. I waited you for whole day, to see you active online, But after I saw you green, I am here like, Thanks God, at least I can sense your existence. Please be careful baby, take care of yourself, Be happy Babe but at night, dunt feel so lonely sometimes, if you feel lonely, go and talk to some friends, I am just lucky to have you and to know you. You complete me like I have never been. I love you a lot Nyi, no matter what if we both alive, I will have a chance to take care of you someday. I will make a proper meal for you. I might look somewhat crazy but still, I will repay all of the debts when the time comes. My rare and valuable one.
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