Letter to Romeo

I slept with a smile on my face because of you. I woke up with a smile on my face because of you. You finally woke up and asked for me. I smiled and I felt special that you where looking for me.   I quickly took a bath and changed my clothes. I went to the place where we are supposed to meet. I couldn’t help but think of you. I waited in bliss for you. Time flew so quickly. You finally arrived. I searched for you. Like a puppy looking for its owner, a child looking for its balloon, like a girl looking for her boyfriend. I finally saw you. I didn’t recognize you. Your long hair that I didn’t see in days. That pointy nose that makes me like you more and more. Those soft hands of yours that I didn’t hold in a while. It was as if I was in heaven looking at an angel that held my heart.  You looked up, and you smiled at me. It was as if the world stopped at that very instant. I felt my heart race. I smiled back, saying nothing. You looked in my eyes and stood up to greet me. I wanted to hug you, I wanted to kiss you.But I stopped myself. You smiled again, I scolded you because it was hot and I was looking for you everywhere. I asked why you had to come to this place called hell. You smiled yet again, and answered, I wanted to be with you. I wanted to see you. My heart skipped a beat when you said that. The universe collided. I smiled at what you said and I started to walk. You followed. I didn’t know where we were going. All I cared about is that I was with you with no one else but you. You led the way. You sat down. I followed. I saw their eyes looking at us together. I felt happy that people saw us together. We talked about how we both hate our lives. But I was happy I was with you. That I was able to smile and laugh with only you. The two of us in a crazy world. I could feel my heart rush blood to my cheeks and ears every time you would look at me. Every time you would smile and laugh, I felt like the luckiest girl alive. Time passed quickly. I had to go. I said I will be back soon. I had to finish the errand I was supposed to finish earlier. You came after me. I saw you waiting for me. I smiled yet again. When you saw me, you smiled. I felt loved. We walked together to get away from that place we call hell. We waited. Waited together in vain. While we waited, I smelled your cologne; I felt your skin touch mine. The universe, stopped yet again at that very moment we were together. I couldn’t help but smile. We finally got away from hell. You started to walk. I followed.You made sure I was safe. We left for a place where our memories are all kept. While going there, I stared at you. I stared at your hands. At your hair. At your face. We reached our destination. Sad to say that we had to part at the place where our memories are so vivid and alive. I looked at you, smiled and waved goodbye. You said goodbye and smiled. I wanted to run back to you and hug you and never let you go. But I knew that it was for our own good to part. I finally reached home. Sad and tired. I miss you already. I felt sad. I started to cry. You came to my comfort. I told you the reason why I was sad.You made me smile. You made me laugh. YOU ALWAYS MAKE ME HAPPY WHEN IM SAD. YOU ALWAYS MAKE ME LAUGH WHEN I WANNA CRY. YOU ALWAYS GET THE BEST OUT OF ME. We had our own little world together. Until we had to bid our goodbye’s to each other again. I felt warm and fuzzy inside cause I saw that you cared for me. I bid you my goodbye with a kiss and hug. You answered back with a smile. I lay down on my own cloud nine and started to think of you.

Why that is whenever I see you, my heart skips a beat. Whenever I hear your voice, the world becomes quiet. Every night I wish I was in your arms. Thinking of telling you what I really feel for you. When will I do it. When will the Gods answer my prayer? I was planning to tell you what I feel. We were left with each other. With no one else along. But when I faced you, I couldn’t find the right words to say. My tongue got tied with the words I wanted to say. I want the world to know how much I love you. I’m just scared you won’t care. I want to tell you that I love you. That you mean the world to me. I just don’t know where to start.

I don’t know when is the right moment. Will that right moment ever come? Or should I make that moment right for the both of us to cherish and enjoy.