Confession

To my dear beautiful girl,

I hv a lil confession to make, I didn't like yu very much at first,yu were such an annoying lil blob,,yu smelt nyc most f d tym.. N wen I felt in love wid yu..yu seemd to hv lost intrest in me. Which Iofcourse found vaguely insultin..it was jus yu n ur frns against d world..funny how some things never change..so I cruzed along,doin my thing, acting d fool..not   Really understanding how being in love actly changes you.. And I dun remember d exact moment wen evrythn changed..I jus knw it did...One moment I ws impenetrable, nothin could touch me..d next my hear was somehow beatin outside my chest..exposed to d elements.. Loving yu has been d most profound, intense,, painful experience of my life.. Infact it is almost too much to bear.. As ur boyfriend I made a silent oath to protect yu from d world.. Never realised dat I was d one who wld end up hurting yu d most..

Wen I flash forward my heart breaks..mostly because I can't imagine yu speaking f me wid ny sort f pride..how could yu.. Ur lover is a child in a mans body.. He cares for nothin and everything at d same tym..  It's getin dark,, too dark to see..

Joker

12th sept '12

04:52 am

Things i lost in my sleep..

Letters that never been sent...

Dear  ..............,

If you’re reading this it means I actually worked up the courage to mail it, so good for me. Yu don’t know me very well but if you get me started I have a tendency to go on and on about how hard the writing is for me. But this, this is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to write.

There’s no easy way to say this so I’ll just say it, I met someone. It was an accident, I wasn’t looking for it, it wasn’t on the make, it was a perfect storm. She said one thing, I said another, next thing I knew, I wanted to spend the rest of my life in the middle of that conversation. Now there’s this feeling in my gut she might be the one. She’s completely nuts in a way that makes me smile, highly neurotic with a great deal of maintenance required, she is you, ................ 

That’s the good news.

The bad is I don’t know how to be with you right now. And that scares the shit out of me. Because if I’m not with you right now, I have this feeling that we’ll get lost out there. It’s a big, bad world full of twists and turns. And people have a way of blinking and missing the moment. The moment that could have changed everything. I don’t know what’s going on with us, and I can’t tell you why you should waste the leap of faith on the likes of me, but damn you smell good. Like home. And you make excellent coffee. That’s got to count for something right?

Call me.

Unfaithfully yours,

Yogi Taneja

11/09/2010