DEAR

Dear Sir, 

Tears ran down when bus went smoothly on the long road thinking about some experiences I had with someone whom I have never thought 30 years later I would be sitting side by side with him, talking without any sort of boundaries. Should I be ashamed of myself or not, but I am old and matured enough to be at the same level as him now. He is the inspirational kind to everyone, he is admired by many people. I am tempted to dig out his inner being, the real him. 

- Then, I tell myself, do not cry because it is over, smile because it is happened! 

I always figure out the passion to care and love someone is to appreciate the least of his presence because I always feel kind of rejection that I have been left by the loved one since I was born, I do not have those many luxurious opportunities even now. 

- Then, I tell myself that is my joy! 

I need a confirmation after a wild thought of mind, and my soul was tickling to grab his soul just next to me when it could not be seen with his visual eyes. I was playing with my thought and it was energising the aura and channeling to his soul. Finally, his mind reached out to my mind, then the burning flames burned the whole muscles to the deepest bones.

- Then, I tell myself, talk to me out loud with your soothing eyes and voice, it is a miracle cure, which treats lethal cancer though! 

People say a good love is one that you and her settling down together, pouring water for you, making you fall asleep. But a great love is one that casts you into the wind, sets you ablaze, makes you burn through the skies and ignite the night like fireworks. The kind that cuts you loose like a wildfire and you cannot stop running simply because you keep on burning everything that you touch. That is the great love, one that burns and flies and you run with it! 

- Then, I tell myself, let's dance and stay with me someday! 

Thanking to your inspiring soul, teach me more and more. 

 -Sleeping soundly- 

Audrey Taletha Dewichia