Dear another half,
Life is a giant circle. As you travel around, you meet people. People whom you find good, people whom you don't. Then there are the ones who like you and the ones who don't. In this run where you explore the world, coming across a zillion kinds, you find 'the one.'
The one that you feel is enough to fill the void in your life, with whom vacancies start to feel full and shortcomings don't burden your soul.
For me, that 'one' is 'you.'
There had been countless times of extreme euphoria we've experienced being together all these years.
Also, that you-don't-say-but-I-know-it-all, had remained unchanged.
Despite all the perfections in our relation, I cry, I worry, I fear.
Yes! Know this now.
There are times when you say it all and I still wonder. I try to know the actual truth which comes in disguise.
We'd sworn to have each other's back in the period of need. And it kills me now, to hear that you find it difficult to give me my share of 'our problems.'
Please! If you still believe in what's-yours-is-mine, just say it all.
And no matter how distanced we are, I won't be apart.
I know that you love me. Just make me not feel like a hopelessly failed person who can't be 'the one' for you.
I know, I supposedly have said way much.
Just the last things, 'I love you' and 'Happy friendship day.'
Your lunatic bestie.