The Day You Said I Could Text You Kabhi Kabhi

Dearest Palak,

The last time I wrote you a letter was in March. The thought that, despite having access to my blog, you never checked the letters even once made me feel there was no point in writing to you anymore. The way our friendship had ended, I thought you hated me.

But today, I am the happiest person in the world. I was drunk last night and missing you terribly, so I took another chance at reaching out to you. I never imagined, even in my wildest dreams, that you would reply. And this morning, when you said I could text you once in a while, I was over the moon.

They say, “And sometimes, against all odds, against all logic, we hope.” A part of me hoped you would understand me. At least someday. You are one of the most sensible person I have ever come across. That you got pissed off was my mistake.

I really love you, Palak, but I don’t want anything from you except your friendship. How can I expect anything from you when I know I am damaged, physically and mentally? I even feel I don’t have much time.

Anyway, tonight, after seven months, I am not going to cry myself to sleep.

Please stay in touch. I promise I won’t screw up this time.

With love, hugs, and other things,
P