To you who I have long forgotten

I longed for the day when it was not your name I wanted to find in the list of unread messages on Facebook.

I longed for the day when I would look at you and I won’t feel the butterflies wanting to escape from the stomach of delusions in order to deliver the message of me wanting you more than anything.

Dear sister, I hate you

I wanted to be everything you’re not.

I wanted to be another distinct definition of me, not a me related to a sister like you.

You were like a chandelier in the parties and little get-togethers.

You were a beam of positivity, a golden ray of beauty, a multi-talented sister who was anything but me.

A Letter to the Man I will Marry in the Future

Who knows who you are?

Science tells me that I would know you by the way you smell and the world tells me I will know you because I will feel this sudden rush of excitement and joy when I see you.

I sat today amidst my study session pondering how our relationship would be. I was wondering whether my current seatmate may be the guy I actually marry or maybe I am bound to marry the best friend I have known to “love” for the past five years of my life.

Have I been wasting my time with them when I should’ve been with you?

A Letter to the Person whom she’ll never have

She has never experienced something so wonderful it feels like magic.

But she knows it was more than that. It was something undefined. It was something more. There was no word for it. Surely, there was none. Even supercalifragilisticexpialidocious couldn’t satisfy the depth of its meaning.