Unsent LeTTerS. #2 (a letter for the doomed love)

This is a letter for the love which had no future. For that love lost in the darkness of reality. For the love which could not reach it’s destination. Dedicated to those two people who were meant to fall in love but not be together. The pure surreal love which died with the Tide of time.

PS:- all letters are purely fictional.

My love,
How I wish I could sit beside you. How I wish i could look into your eyes and talk. How I wish I could hug you and make all your sorrows mine. How I wish I could take away every reason for those lines on your forehead. How I wish we were together.
Love, I still remember our first kiss. My first kiss. I felt numb.. I felt like the moment could stop there and then & I could absorb every mili second and make it mine forever.. I still remember that ethereal smile of yours which made me smile too.. Like a mirror image.. I still remember you kissing my forehead.. It made me feel that I was not alone.. It gave me a strength which is esoteric.. It was a symbol of protection .. And for that slight moment I felt invincible. But then I opened my eyes and realized that the moments in which i was trying to live a millennium got over so soon. It got over too early leaving behind a tenacious Storm. I didn’t even get the time to mourn the death of our doomed love. I didn’t even get the time to absorb the pulchritude of those scarce moments of togetherness. I am tired of running between “if it is mine it will come to me” & “if you want something, go get it”… I am struck and drained sweetheart.. The worst part being, I don’t even know what to call it.. Did u actually leave me or was it my jinxed love that brought this catastrophe.
I never really liked writing love poems, but somehow, you found your way with words and end up existing in paper.
I love seeing how you fall apart with the things that makes you feel alive. I love you even at your worst days, when you don’t feel like talking to anyone, including me.
I could write you all the things I loved about you, but the list just goes on and on, I love you for all the infinite reasons I have, but I love you for the person you are. I thought we really did have a shot at something, we had something worth fighting for, after all, until our fears, our beliefs and even our own selves got in the way. I could no longer protect you from your fears and my demons are getting louder that you can no longer hush them. When you left, you won’t believe me, but I have been dreaming about you more often than I should be.
I may not have enough courage to tell the world how much I love you, but I could write to the world how much you mean to me.

I want you to know that you will always be the name my heart carves in the surface of the heavenly bodies. You will always be the wish I’ll whisper at a shooting star, hoping someday, when I bump into you, my eyes will find its way back again to start a riot in you. Until then, I could only wish you happiness and well, hoping you’re thinking the same of me. My man.. My strong man shall always stay locked in the chasms of my heart..!


85 thoughts on “Unsent LeTTerS. #2 (a letter for the doomed love)

  1. Krati!
    Once again,BEAUTIFUL😍😍😍
    1.Your imagination is par excellence !
    2.Your vocabulary is impressive.
    3.Your write ups are so engaging! They’re so alive and real!
    4.I could relate to every damned word babe.I smiled through it,with a glint of nostalgia.
    5.I love you for being such an amazing writer! 😍😍😍😍😍
    Stay blessed.😘😊

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  2. Pratishtha, i would definitely like to quote each and everything for you as well…. Your writings always touch my heart too…. Babe.. Thank you soo soo soo much (why is there no superlative to thank you 😥 ). Your words here means a lot… Thanks for all this encouragement… 🙂 🙂

    And last but not the least.. I love you for being so humble and kind.. For being an amazing writer.. And for that short hair and Beautiful smile.. 🙂 🙂

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      1. You will struggle to finish everything before the night is out. Exhaustion will claim you. Sleep will tickle your eyelids and tease them downwards. My blog is no match for my sleepybye! 😀

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      2. Yehh…. Stereotypes for sure… :D. In next many years I don’t see my self getting married… Hahahah… :D. Can’t even think about it…!!
        I hope I do… Probably… Get into a decent enough business school. 🙂

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      3. Thanks Krati – ‘preciate that.

        K is for keen, your sense of honesty.
        R is for realist, the way you are.
        A is for advantage, for you are blessed with many.
        T is for touching, the way you show you are.
        I is for instill, the lesson of life.


      4. R- rationalistic for those amazing writing tips. 🙂
        O- observational, for you notice minute details.
        B- benignant, because you just are.
        E- edgy, for all that pun & sarcasm.
        R- remarkable, for music+writing’s
        T- Talanted.

        Thanks robert for making me delve deeper into the sea of adjectives.. 😉

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      5. No – I saw you and your sisters and a bunch of other stuff – I’m pretty sure I found the right one. 🙂
        Don’t worry, the memory is fading now – you’re becoming a normal person again in my mind. I’ll probably be able to talk to you without stuttering now. 😀


      6. Just my coping mechanism. If I kept in mind how beautiful you are, I would have no chance at all of being intelligible – seriously. It’s a hangup I’ve had all my life. The only thing I can do is see you as being normal.


      7. I was going to say that the only mechanism I could use to overcome my nervousness in the face of your beauty was to picture you naked (as in – when you are nervous of speaking in front of a group, you picture them without clothes on) but that might give completely the wrong impression. Thank goodness I managed to stop myself. Whew – right! 🙂


      8. Sigh – diplomacy is such a tightrope sometimes.
        The point is that some things make me nervous (and the problem is mine – I need to get over it). I might as well have said “It’s funny how photographs of people looking out of the corner of their eyes makes me nervous – I think it reminds me of the expression on my psychotic grandmother’s face before she used to leap up and start yodelling in the middle of the grocery store.”
        I admit that there was a flirtatious element to my comment though, but not to any massive extent, like this is a Chat Box (thanks for introducing me to that term).
        I’ll shut up now – this is probably embarrassing us both beyond limits!
        I hope we can get over it and move on (although I admit that this probably doesn’t contribute much to that).
        Sorry. 🙂


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