LOVE IS THE DRUG I'M USING.

I write so that I can feel what you have gone through and we can share our stories and pain. I have the desire to meet everyone who reads my words and talk about dreams and destinations we want to go to. I want to talk about the books with you. I want to discuss our favorite books and lines that changed our lives. I want to listen to the songs that bring us peace and create a ripple in our hearts. I want to go to a cafe with you and read a book for you.

We are the odd ones. We don't want to be in crowded places. We are looking for someone who won't give us a rose but sunflowers. Our dreams are different from everyone else. We are sort of an introvert with a loud mind that keeps dreaming about all the magical places. It's weird that we somehow fit in this world. We long for art and silence.

1 often wonder how beautiful it is-1 am writing here sitting in my room and you will be reading this without meeting me. And both of us will feel known and a certain kind of warmness. It's the magic of words. It makes people think and travel in a flowery world full of fragrance and magic. It's like two people watching the moon at the same time without knowing each other. They somehow are connected. I wish to send you a handwritten letter someday.

Probably that's how I will tell you about my love for you. I will come to your house on a Monday morning and when we will have a cup of coffee, I will gently touch your hair with my right hand as if love is soft. I will look into your passionate eyes and at that moment, we will both feel the sunshine coming from the window falling between us making the air warm, our lips wanting to touch each other.

Probably our first date will be under an oak tree in an open field where we will be able to see the blue sky, where when we kiss, birds will sing a song composed of old poems. probably our love will be slow and old.