Dear Mr. Someone,

Yes, you.
I've caught you looking for me this time.
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(Full letter in caption)

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I harbour hearts in my garden.
All the goodness in the books read and done.
I paint smiles, with my brushes,
I crochet stars for the skies,
With a cloud that rushes.
I write sunsets for love,
And even last lines for a hobby.
I wait this time, for the will to rhyme,
With that one word above.

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I was running around with me,
Tired and anxious to catch upto you.
The nights in me spun for the sunrises in you.
The fall of me wanted the arms of you.
But the best thing, the journey of me
wanted the destination, you.
Every single part of me,
Loves me because of you.
I'll always and forever start with me
and end with you.

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You made it rain,
When I was in tears.
You hurt yourself,
When I was in fear.
When I asked you why,
You said nothing breaks
like a heart.
But then you also taught me
to make reasons and bear.

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You gave me inspiration,
gave me love.
You even gave me 'you'.
But you know what?
I still can't find those first lines
to my poem,
and that, what my heart wants.

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You don't have to confess,
You don't have to reveal.
Just give me hope,
that I can still survive
without you.

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Love can be monotonous
yet, be a rollercoaster.
You won't find a stop
in the sentence,
but when it is about
that one person, you finally
have to halt, to take a moment
to clear your mind of what the
same love meant before.

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~Yes, she is a girl~

Yes, she is a girl.
Young and naive,
yet strong enough to bring
down empires,
shun the world, and
burn it down to embers,
just for you.
But the problem is,
She is in search of the half
of her, she lost, fighting.
Yes, she'll be the same girl.
If you help her find the
other half in you.

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She is ready to break to pieces,
but is afraid if she would lose some,
just because she will crash down,
without a second thought of repair.

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~I created me like I wanted you to be~

Little funny, little serious, also
A little pretentious, everything
At a time.
Something new, and
something afresh,
started to rhyme.
Smaller were the wishes and
Even smaller were the dreams.
Smallest pieces just got peeled off,
From the heart that believed.
Creating you should have been
Easier than I thought.
But hold on, I had created me
Like I wanted you to be.

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