An open letter to my future lover
Hi future lover ( a.k.a potential husband? well, people are already getting married!!) . Wherever on the globe you are right now, hope you're doing well. Considering the average number of people i come across each day (the metro is oh so crowded!), there might well be a possibility that we've already crossed paths! (Cheers?) We might even be acquaintances or say friends but looks like cupid dearest is all booked ( the valentine's week for now ) or in my case, might even be honing his skills since he keeps hitting the wrong guys all the time. I am writing this to discuss a few important things. First of all, i want you to know that being an old school romantic in a hook up culture is a special kind of hell. "What's up (read wrong) with all these people?" Yes, that's exactly how i feel. People rush. They're in so much hurry for no reason at all. "Come on peeps! Take a moment!" I want us to go slow at it, real slow, build it brick by brick. I ...