Letters/Poems for Sam

Samm?

Sam, Out of all the ways I could have taken, out of all the people on the planet I could have met, an impossible miracle allowed me to meet you and if I'd spent rest of my life searching for a word better than lucky, it still wouldn't be enough to explain what you are to me.

You are worth the wait, You are worth the Long Distance, you are worth the quiet days and I will WAIT. 

Agggh I want to be your boyfriend, your man, your husband. Sam's simply impeccable. A woman so perfect, responsible, sweet, kind, lovely, and unbelievably beautiful. Still all these words aren't enough to explain who Sam truly is. Sam deserves a love so vast that language itself struggles to contain it.


People often say love is endless or infinite, but I don't think mine is. To be honest, it grows every single day, becoming more than it was yesterday, just like rain endlessly finding its way back to the ocean.


I am so lucky to have her  and to be by her side. So grateful. So incredibly blessed.


I love my girl very much. My heart is so filled with her that I don't even call it mine anymore. It belongs to her. It is filled with her which searches for her in every corner.

Is it okay to hate it when you're not around? Is it okay to hate the times when I am away from you? Allow me to explain this isn't a temporary feeling, for me I feel like the person I've wait for so long has maybe finally arrived and I don't wanna spend even a single second without you.


I see you in every version of my future.



And Samm?, If I can be a little selfish

I want to kiss your lips, your neck, your skin, I want to rundown my fingers on your body, feeling every curve and every mole of it, kiss every scar and mark and I'll make them fade away, I shall leave marks of my kiss on your body like a canvas and there wouldn't be any point that I'll miss.

I wanna rundown my hands through your hairs, pull you close and tell you how important you are to me, my kiss, my touch wouldn't be out of lust but shall depict my raw and vulnerable intentions. 

At last, I would want you to feel so comfortable with me that you'd send me your silly pictures for no reason, that you'd send me a picture and will ask if you look good?, that you'd send me random voice notes that I shall save them all for life.

And at last, I would wanna be the person you always run towards whenever you have something to share.