A letter from March 24th, 2021

Dear Soulmate, is that a thing? The world says its a bluff of the romantics. But I know you are out there. I dont know if soulmate is the right word to call you, but I feel love for you, even though I'm unaware about your features, your gait, your moods, your hymns. Is there a poem that describes your life? Is there a home where you yearn to be and is it mine? Oh, please come to me. Let me struggle to read in the quivering candle-light while you rest your big beautiful head on my thigh. Let me hum and be silently appreciated. Let our first kiss be drawn out and long, after a hundred hours of courting each other. Please hold my hand in yours and walk me through the streets. Let me be safe in the knowledge that tripping wont be so bad after all if you are next to me. Please please please kiss me. But more importantly, please please please exist.