It’s been a while since I last heard from you. I miss your funny stories, your little day to day adventures; your rants about those calculus exams you have to take and how the other girls are trying to get your attention because you’re one hell of a handsome nerd. I miss everything about you.
I remember when you first told me you were going to London to pursue your studies, I was ecstatic for you. It’s your childhood dream to be an engineer and with a brain like yours, I am more than happy for you to go there. You know I always got your back. Three weeks after you broke the news, you flew there and started a new journey.
Distance was never a hindrance. We constantly sent e-mails to each other about random things. It felt like you were never physically apart from me. It made me realize that you really are not just my lover, you are also my best friend. And that friendship that we built is the one that always saves us when things are rocky and ugly.
Oh, and who could forget that childhood friend of yours who tried to tear us apart? That little witch who attempted to steal you away from me just because she thinks she knows you better. I almost snapped and stooped down to her level. But you were always there protecting me and reminding me that I am much better than her.
You always assure me when I over think and doubt what we have. That was exactly the moment when I knew no one could separate us.
Then the biggest challenge in our relationship came unexpectedly. Your heart illness came back and got worse that you needed a heart transplant. You wanted to set me free because you were afraid that I might go through a lot of pain seeing you suffering. But you know how stubborn I am, I chose not to walk away from you. I knew you needed me the most.
You're also stubborn, though. You always prefer to carry the pain all by yourself. You have forgotten that you have me as your companion through heaven or hell.
Seven months have passed, and you are still in bed, sleeping. No one knows when you will be awake. But despite all of that, you still managed to make me feel loved. Lately, I have been receiving love letters randomly, letters that you have written before your surgery.
I cried the first time I received one. It was so raw, so you. I can even hear your voice when I read it.
You are so selfless—you always put me first before yourself. Sometimes, I hate how you can make me cry and laugh at the same time. I really miss you, dork. And I know you will win this battle, I believe in you. I’ll always be by your side.
Your loving fool
*Minor edits have been made by the Femalenetwork.com editors
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