Our Little World

  I don’t know what the future really holds. But I keep thinking about one part of it that feels close: you coming near me. You living in the same city. Maybe we see each other daily, weekly, fortnightly, or even just once in a while. But just knowing you’re a few minutes away from me brings hope. And with that hope come some dreams, simple ones and moments I want to live with you. I dream of the first time I’ll see you in person. Maybe I’ll prefer to meet you indoors the first time since outdoor meetings make long hugs risky. So I’ll wait somewhere quiet, nervous and excited at the same time. When you finally arrive, I might not even know what to say. I’ll hug you like a crazy madman. I’ve seen you in photos, on video, I’ve read your words, I’ve heard your voice, but seeing you standing there in front of me will be something else. Maybe we won’t do anything special that day. Just hug and sit somewhere and talk. You’ll tell me how your life is going. I’ll listen quietly, watching...

  My love I don’t know if words will ever fully capture what you’ve done for me, but I’ll try, because you deserve to know. You’ve changed me. Completely, deeply, and beautifully. Before you, I was a different person. Not just different in the way I looked at the world, but different in how I existed in it. After that last one-sided affair, I felt shattered inside, like a mirror that had been broken long ago, with no one ever bothering to gather the pieces. I walked carefully through life, trying not to hurt myself more. I apologized for taking up space, for needing love, for being too quiet or too emotional. I kept asking people to stay. I begged for conversations. I lowered myself in friendships that drained me and waited for love that never came. Slowly, I stopped believing in love altogether. It felt like a word people used for comfort, not something real or lasting. But then, you arrived. And nothing was ever the same again. You came like a calm breeze, soft and real. ...

Sometimes, life surprises you but not with grand events or dramatic changes, but with a person. A person who doesn’t arrive with fireworks or fanfare, but with something much deeper: peace, understanding and real affection. I never thought someone like that would be a part of my life. She’s not just a person I know. I feel like I belong to her. Like some part of me lives in her smile, in her way of saying my name, in the way she talks to me. She’s the kindest soul I’ve ever met and I don’t say that lightly. There’s a warmth in her that makes you feel safe and not judged. Someone who sees you the way you want, not just noticed. Someone who loves you in the most amicable way and not just liked. I’m not someone you’d call traditionally attractive or pursuable. I’m not the guy with the best looks or the most fashionable one. But somehow, she looks at me like I’m the most beautiful man in the world. And not because of how I appear but because of who I am. She sees my character. She un...

To the one I love, I want to tell you something very clearly today. Please never think that your problems, your worries, or the things you feel deeply could ever reduce the love or understanding between us. They will never come in the way of our connection. You don’t need to be careful around me in that sense. You don’t need to hold back or think twice before sharing something just because it’s heavy or emotional. I never want you to feel like you're a burden on me. You are not a burden, my love. You are the most beautiful thing that has ever happened to me. And everything that comes with you, be it your thoughts, your emotions, or your pain; everything matters to me. I care about it all. I want you to feel safe telling me anything. I want to be the first person you turn to when something hurts or when something feels too much. I will never judge you, and I will never make you feel like you're being too much. I will always listen to you. I will always try to understand, even wh...

My Loving Love, I received your letter, and just like you, I’ve been eagerly imagining the day we finally meet. Over the past two days, this longing has only deepened. I keep thinking—how will we meet? Where will we go? What will we do that day? How can we hug each other without being seen/judged by others? It’s a challenge, I know, but one we’ll figure out together. You told me you like Franz Kafka’s words, so you must have read one of his most heartfelt lines. I want to dedicate it to you: "Milena, if a million people loved you, I am one of them. If one person loved you, it was me. If no one loved you, then know that I am dead." That’s how serious I am. That’s how much I love you. I saw your video; the one where you sent me a kiss with the cutest smile and the happiest face. The way you closed your eyes, widened your cheeks a little, and flashed your teeth with that lips’ sound, it was the most adorable smiling kiss I’ve ever seen. I loved your neck in that moment t...

  My favorite Franz Kafka once wrote to Milena, “Somehow, I can’t write about anything but what concerns us and us alone, in the middle of the crowded world. Everything else is foreign to me.” And just like him, I feel this world makes sense to me only through you. Everything else feels like distant noise. My heart returns only to one center, again and again. Us. I received your letter when I had just sat down after the day had passed. The world had gone a little quieter. I was finally alone with myself. And then, there it was. Your words waiting for me, like a soft breath I didn’t know I needed. I didn’t just read it once. I read it thrice. The first time to feel your words. The second to feel your silences between them. The third time to feel you alone. There’s something in the way you write that touches me. It feels gentle, like something half-whispered and half-held. It doesn’t shout for attention, it simply arrives and settles into my chest like quiet peace. Like bi...