Dear not-so-dear self, If someone asked the 17 years old you to describe love in a sentence , you would say that love is like the unknown and unseen land beyond the horizon. You would say that love is the most soulful adventure you want to undertake. Dear younger self, your…

[To the 17 years old self] Dear not-so-dear self, I wish I could tell the 17 years old me, who was far too happy to move to a new city, meet new people, and join grad school. I wish I could warn you of how life is not a fairytale and you…

Dear Magician, I remember how you asked me exactly an year back to never stop writing, and I, I looked at you and told you that if you’d ever leave, I will have more reasons to write and you told me that my poetry shouldn’t be wasted on you, as if…

Dear Magician, Love is gratitude speeding through your ragged veins at a hundred miles a minute, and gratitude doesn’t expire, no matter how many skies have fallen, but it fades, becoming a fossilized lyric in this museum of memory. It stays but we do stop bleeding. Slowly, one day at a…

Dear Magician, I find your name etched in the vagaries of my blood, it flows away, you’re leaving, your stories of me wed my namelessness and our time together, in its abundance, lies wasted a road without signs, a sky without clouds, a love without you. I’ll tell you how it felt…

Dear knight in shining Armour, There are promises and hollow apologies that I cannot make up for, and yet I want to make up for all the things that I did to ruin you because even if I couldn’t love you right, I never intended to do you wrong. My mother…

Dear knight in shining armour, I kept looking at my phone, your chatbox open, and the words unsaid lay between us, abandoned, like a burning cigarette, waiting to become one with the air that smelled of yearning and regret. Oh, I wish I could tell you how I’ll never live enough…

Dear knight in shining armour, You weren’t my first love, but you were my love that felt right, my knight in shining armour. You were my first many. This universe has a crazy habit of throwing the people you love into far away oceans and countries and different time zones. Just…

Dear Knight in Shining Armour, You know, I have always been deathly scared of almost- of being very close to something that I can almost hold it, almost feel it, almost touch it, then falling just a little short, just losing it before I can have it enough. We laid there…