It has taken me this long to write about a special person in my life and to admit that he has meant a lot to me. In a city which was otherwise a stranger to me, he was my friend. He stood by my side like a faithful and showed me love. Every street that we roamed, every restaurant that we frequented... I couldnt go back to those places with him not by my side. He treated me like a princess.

He is innocent like a child, stubborn as a mule. I could trust him with my life.Great sense of humour. Always wanting to do more.    

It was my decision to call it off.
There was a lot more that was left desired out of this relationship. I would have been miserable. We would have been miserable.

On my visit this time we hardly met. He seemed so calm and collected and matured. He seemed like he had  finally moved on. It has been over six months. He said i meant a lot to him. I always would. I dint know what to say... I dont know what I am feeling but these tears wont stop.. That must mean something.

I wish him all the happiness in life.
Once again I will look the other way when he yearns for my attention. I am told it will be good for him. Hope so!

I miss you! I miss your friendship........ Hope one day we can look back at it all and smile.....