...promise me that you'll be with me, with every changing number on calendar To the one who will love me, Like after all this time, I've decided to take the help of words to let you know about me.If by an chance we'll meet after few days, I will read you all the poetries I've already written in the name of you.The days, I've counted on my fingers to tell you that I always waited for you sailing on a boat which has no direction. I hope you're doing fine with all the alphabets.May be, sometimes you also take a brief moment from your life to think about me.May be, you must be writing a poetry of a new galaxy to read me on my birthday.Or perhaps, you are trying to find me in every girl you meet.Certainly, it's not going to be easy to love me.Should I begin with an apology or wishing that all the galaxies work in your favor? There will be days when I'll treasure you like the most beautiful creation of the universe.I'll give attention to the little details of yours like how you peacefully sleep, the adoration in your eyes when I'm at my simplest, the look of love in your eyes when I'll gift you the rose I've kept in my diary from ages, and the smile on your face when I'll read you all the prose and poetries.I don't believe in new age philosophies where you need to stay in constant touch to prove your love.But, I will believe in the gravity of your words that I'll keep close to our little forever.
