Maybe I fell in love with you because of all these reasons or maybe it was just you. I don’t know if it was because you would give her letters every now and then or because she was the one who broke your heart, but I fell in love with you. I don’t know if it was because you could make my best friend laugh or because you came clear about your relationship with her before she did. I don’t know if it was because you seemed to be arrogant but broke down when the girl you liked lied to you or because you would let me listen to songs in your MP3 Player. If you ask me why, I will probably act like I haven’t heard you. I did because I was in love with you, I still am. This isn’t why I gave you that card about 5 years ago. You can’t die, because you inspire others to live by. I want the girl who would barge into my room and try on every dress I own just to go to a party and then end up wearing her favorite pair of jeans and top. I want the girl who licks her chocolate smudged fingers in the middle of a food court, just like me. I want the girl who isn’t ashamed to shake a leg, and sing at the top of her voice in the middle of the night. I will be there in 15 days, and I want that girl, the girl who was crazy enough to agree to play my partner-in-crime to devour an entire tub of ice-cream. To my dearest doppelganger, hold on, breathe, fight, and let go. Fight hard, fight ugly, but dare you give up without a fight.īut, about saving you girl, how can I do that, when you are the one who saved me? How can I save my savior whose note winks from my purse and whispers, ‘You go, girl!’? How can I dare to build you a beautiful house when you gifted me a castle? I only have words, and you, you have the entire world, cheering for you, shouting, ‘Meow!’ They say that relations last because of love, faith and trust. It is going to be so damn fucking hard that you would want to give up, that you would want to die, but that’s what makes it so much more beautiful. All I can tell you is it will hurt, it is never going to be easy. I can’t tell you if love is supposed to be selfless, or is it supposed to be selfish for that matter. You ask me to define love? I can’t do much about that. That map, you see, is there in your mind, and I promise you, if you wipe away your tears and stop sketching in your notebook, you will find that place. You will try to find a place where you might feel wanted, and maybe, you will try to find a place where you will enjoy solitude, but my dear girl, no map in this world was made that can quench your thirst of drapetomania. You will probably sit with a map, tucked under a cozy blanket, and you would wipe away your tears to find that one place where you would feel like home. There will be times when you would want to run away. You make our emotions soar high with your beautiful gestures.ĭream catchers don’t capture dreams, but you, my girl, you don’t need a dream catcher, you can make one yourself, and you are your Mom’s dream catcher, I can tell you that for sure. You are the girl who dares to fly, who dares to make things fly- flying cat, flying house and of course, flying vodka shots. but I will tell you this, you already have them. Your strength is your savior, believe me. You are the girl who gives a fuck about the rest of the world. Today, when I woke up to a text asking me to save you, I had to do this. I have always secretly wanted a sister, and even though I have never told you, I think I have found that sister in you. It’s like the same river flows through your souls, except the river flowing through her soul is a tad more pure, unpolluted. It’s not everyday you find someone who is your doppelganger- well not in looks, but in thoughts and beliefs.