For I can't Fly...A letter to Future Husband....

So,that weird dream and the same extreme of mood again accompanied me today and you can well imagine how my all day had been.Yes,I lost control over me.

I wish i could touch those peaks where you dwell.Residing with the other rotten hearts,freezing with those filthy bergs.If i could fly so far,i wish to be the sunshine of june that melts the icicles with the encroaching heat.I would've shone upon you and those other around you.I would've tortured you.For you're the responsible for this loath i am enduring in me.But only if i could fly.I can't reach or even touch that eternity where you're breathing.Breathe as more as you can and let me nurture the suffocation.

You're the beautiful one.

You're the one who is at the same time beautiful and ugly,too.Your existence is contradictory to me.You're what you ought not to be and what you ought to be i should not want you that to be.You're perfectly imperfect.And i envy you because i can't fly to that infinity where you dethrone me and restore me.Where i felt myself a prisoner who wants to be imprisoned but you take hold of me.I want to cling to you but i can't fly to that place from this chaos around me.

You make me beautiful.

You're the one who explores the bruise in me and make them wound again.I struggle for the redemption and you make it false.I keep on struggling but get nothing.In the end i struggle in the air,at you.This is all beautiful.You give me a purpose to fight for.You snatch my all energies and leave me with the weakness.You make me smile that is filled with depression.You are the one who makes me stranger to me.You're beautiful,suffering from the same and make me beautiful too...

I love you...

Because we're now same.Deprived,depressed,coward,selfish,egoistic but together....

And this is what make us beautiful.