Dear love, It's been a while since your path crossed with mine. You look different now. You look more mature and little less sad. You look healthy and happy just how you're supposed to look. There's a calmness of moon in your eyes and fire of sunlight in your soul. But you know what you still look beautiful.
You find me in places where I least expect to even have a glance at you. But then you jump. And keep chasing you. The Moment I stop chasing you reside in my heart. I carry my home wherever I go. But then this time my home is stationary and moving out, wondering while you have quietly resided indoors.
I know you'll understand my monochromatic mind and will love me with all your colours. I promise you that I'll allow your yellows and blues to touch my soul. I'll paint my love in the colour of sunsets and you'll tell me the tales of moon. We'll watch the most beautiful Cresent and sip jasmine tea. Wait for me to come home.