To The Man Who Is Not Allowed To Read This...

I took him as someone who is like Don Juan. I do such things. I treat people like characters of novels. Reading is a dangerous thing. It can affect your mind. I didn't try to hate him because he was a roué. No. My reason was different. I tried to hate him because I was alarmed. I knew it could be him and I didn't want it to happen. Reader, I tried every possible way to avoid him and here I am, wanting him to be the man with whom I can spend the rest of my life.

Why?

He holds the same spark that I feel within me. He knows my secrets and yet he is kind to me. He understands that there is no shame in being crazy when it depends on how you take it.We can do wonder together because we hold so many personas within one personality. It makes us unique. It makes us wonderful.Yes.

I noticed him when he couldn't sleep because I told him that "this is how I am." My evil side instigated me to insult him for one more time but something in me couldn't. I responded politely and tried to understand this person. I was right. He is a different person.

He is the person who will never tell you openly that how much he cares.You cannot blame him for that.You have to have some patience.You will, eventually, see him doing efforts to make you stay. His personality has so many layers and the core is tender, passionate and caring. He holds that idealistic essence on which every writer has already written something in their novels.

You do not love him for love's sake.You do not love him because you never loved anyone and now you want to. No. You love him because he worth it. If you ever looked at him once with what I know is in him, you would be his slave.This slavery would be the most charming thing. And I am writing it in all my senses and it is not what you may call verbosity.

I hold enormous emotions for him. These are transcendental. I don't know what is coming for both of us but I will always keep him vivid, bright and rosy in my imagination. And I will always yearn him to look at me in a way that every young girl wanted to be looked at.

I just wish one thing. I don't want to hear no. I don't want to go.

Be with me always.Take any form. Drive me mad! But do not leave me in this chasm, where I cannot find you.

Stay.