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#LettersToMyCrush: NO LOVE FOR ME

Dear Crush,

How are you doing? How's life treating you? I hope the galaxies keep sending down stars of hope, faith and love to lighten up your days.

It's been a week since you last heard from me and I want to believe that you have missed me and have been in anticipation for this letter, which has fallen on Valentine's Day.

Happy vals day dear crush. Though you're far away, you're still close, residing here in my heart.

Today I want to tell you about the things I wish for, the things I imagine and how much I want to be the one in your life... But before that, I have a confession to make... I've been stalking you. Yes! You read that! I've been stalking you.

Last time, I visited your facebook profile and I couldn't help but laugh at the sight of your old pictures. I saw the little you and how innocent you looked!
Last Sunday I visited your church and I saw how beautifully you worship God. You looked mesmerizing in your outfit too.

Now let me just move on and spill the words I have for today.
You know, everytime I lay on my bed to rest, I think about you, wondering what you're up to; whether you're eating, sleeping or hanging out with friends.

I lay on my bed wishing that you'd call me so that we could talk the night away, talking about anything and everything.

When I lay on my bed, I close my eyes and wish that you feel the same way I feel about you and that you wish the same things I wish for.

Sometimes I wish you'll just look my way for a second and see how my heart beats for you.

But in all this, I  haven't prayed about you yet because I'm afraid God will say "No dear, that's not the one" and that will break my heart very much. It will leave me in a more saddened state than I already am.
So I've decided to enjoy spying you than to try to work things out, after all Que Sera Sera.

Last night, in anticipation of today, I imagined us together on a date. I imagined you telling me how much I mean to you. I imagined you holding my hand and walking me home. I imagined sharing a joke that made you laugh so hard, your voice gave me butterflies in my stomach. And I even imagined walking down the aisle with you. But unfortunately, these are all but imaginations

When I see you mingle with other people instead of me, I mostly dread the thought that you may be crushing on someone else or worse still, be in a relationship with another. I get broken hearted when I think about it and so here's a poem I wrote the last time I had such thoughts;

I wish I could fetch the stars 
And steal their shine
I wish I could search the clouds 
And steal their rain 
But as these seem impossible 
So is having you by my side

So dear crush,  here's the part where I sign out. Because my battery has fallen. Take care of yourself, I need you in good health.

PS: I found a better option than Crushee and that's Crusher πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

Crushfully yours


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