📸: @eyesfullofstarsz

dear future lover, i don’t know you yet but i miss you.
i see you in my dreams when I’m fast asleep
you’re in them when I’m wide awake too.
yet I’ve never even met you,
or so i think. in
maybe i saw you at the bus stop last month
quick glances as we brushed shoulders;
your face bore the look of annoyance.
or maybe at a café on a Wednesday
as you sipped your coffee, pretending to be on a late night show.

for all i know, you could be halfway around the world
either stuck in a nightmare that seems to last an eternity; hell is an understatement
perhaps staying awake,
late at night as do i,
trying to make sense of the world as it is,
unpacking your feelings,
sitting with your thoughts and
conversations with yourself.

you practically live in my mind at this point,
and everytime i can’t help but think about
the way you’ll smile
the way you’ll talk
and the way you’ll move
but most importantly, the way I’ll fall for you
only this time, i won’t be afraid to do so,
you’ll catch me tenderly,
enamoured of me the way i will be for you.
the idea of love and falling in it
has always been frightening and uncanny.
what if we fall and break?
and neither of us can put each other back together again?

i dream of a gentle love,
the one that pats me on the back after an accomplishment
the one that draws me in for a bear hug when i feel overwhelmed
the one that would remember my favourite songs and play them to me after the onset of a bad day
the one that’s remorseful even after all we argue
and says “I don’t wanna lose you”
the one that looks me in the eye and says
“you’re my best friend”.

and so, dear future lover
i put this message in a bottle
and let it float out into the universe
i hope it gets to you in due time.