Shades of Gulmohar

 Dear Meir, Do you know the theory of the red string? Well, I know you don't believe in all these things universe, energy and all but let me tell you again. Because you know how much I believe in this. The red string is attached to our heart. When we meet someone, not your regular someone, someone very different and unexpectedly, your energy collides with that person. You both see each other, not only eyes seeing but you see each other's soul. A raw, real, pure, dark version. And that person not only sees you, they carry the same energy, same hidden desires like you and that's why only you two get attracted, attached. You suppress your desires, wear a mask of a disciplined, respected human being. But deep down you're struggling, you're crying, because whatever you're living is not yours to live. Your earthy self is bound by society, but your soul refuses to adjust and it's eating you alive when you're alone. And one day, you see your person not just a pe...

What are you looking into my eyes? Why don’t you understand? I saw a whole universe. Whole, universe? Are you insane? So illusional, delusional soul. You can say that my solulu. You're one look, and I am disarmed, One glance and I'll lose myself. Your moon eyes were making me question everything, And those shiny warm eyes couldn’t give me answers. You're one smile and I'm hooked, I lost my heart and couldn’t find it again. When you lower your eyes and see me, I lost it, my identity. I lost it, my heart in your eyes. Your one look and I’m orbitals your name. Again, again, and don’t know how many agains. The bite of your lips when you were thinking, And I’m begging to Lord to vanish me from your presence, 'Cause you, so much into you, Are making me insanely craved for you. I request for a breath, And Lord presents me your smile. Isn’t it cruel for me? I remember when you first time saw me.  You were talking, smiling, And I am losing myself into you. I fall, unexpected...

Dear Meir Have you ever thought? Why do you and I feel so connected? I visited our favorite countryside and took your letters with me. Do you know, whenever I get your letter, the mailman laughs at me and says, "Who sends letters nowadays when you're only one text away?" And I just smile at him. Because he’ll never understand the fragrance I feel when I open those letters, all my fingers running over each word, because they come straight from your heart. When you write “my love” or “my dear,” it gives me butterflies all around me. You don’t know how many times I read your letter, over and over, until a new one arrives. But have you ever thought? Why does my heart choose you? And why do we feel so connected? Should I write this to you next time? Yours  Serene.