Not the final draft but still good enough for posting. Can definitely do a better job.

Its been such a little while since I met you. Still I feel like I’ve known you for the longest time. The metamorphosis from being acquaintances to being friends took little time. I’ve been able to share everything and anything with you. Whatever I wanted to. Well maybe not everything. Not yet, really. But still I feel we have a lot to discuss. A lot to talk about. A lot to listen about too.

But nevertheless I can safely say that you have a special place in my heart. A place I never knew existed. Place unexplored before I met you. I mean I had long before given up the hope that I’d meet somebody like you. Somebody who’s as innocent as you are. Somebody’s who understands. Somebody who makes all the sense. Somebody who’s untouched by the ways of the world. Somebody who does not judges in haste. But nevertheless I can see that you too are not immune to manipulation. On being prone to alleged machination, I must say that you need to choose your friends wisely. Don’t mistrust anyone but don’t give the rein of your life in anyone else’s hand without testing him.

Our recent misunderstandings not withstanding, I still feel I want to talk to you. I still feel I like you. Though I would never force anything on you or make you feel uncomfortable. I still regret how you misunderstood me on that day. Whatever you thought I was going to do was clearly not my intention. Surely not at that time. I can never ever make such a hasty gesture and ruin the friendship that is still flowering, still in its nascent stages.

I adore you. I might also say that I worship you. You’re like a goddess to me. Dreamlike. Heavenly. Untouched by this cruel selfish world I was trapped in. I felt trapped in this world. Without any hope. Just going through routines without meaning to do it or wanting to do it. Lying there just like a vegetable or something. I must admit that I’ve done some really stupid things in my life. Some really bad ugly events happened in my life and I was weak enough to get swayed by the events and foolish enough to believe I was in control and that was what I wanted. I am trying to bring about a change in me for better. Change goes on all through life of a man but I’m trying to direct that change for betterment. Directing the change towards progress. But I cant do it on my own. I want you to support me. I want you to give me markers towards what I’m doing wrong and what I was doing right.

I wish we can be good friends for the longest time from now on with no misunderstandings or miscommunications whatsoever,

Yours truly,
Aman.