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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic

I am in love. I am in love with many things. From my brown shoes which my grandmother got me when she returned from the Middle East to my long, lean fingers to the neighbour's new puppies to sunrises to blackholes. I am in love.

But I believe above all I am dangerously in love with something that is of another space. I am in love with a man the entire world wants. 

He is not a criminal, he is not the mastermind behind the next bombing. He is simply a man who has, along with his team, changed the lives of many, many people through their music. He is a man loved by all, loving none.

I love him not because of anything else but because he brings about a certain comfort I seek so despertaely from a lot of other things that I have grown to love in the 19 years I have walked on this weary planet. Thinking about him as I write this makes me sad, for I know he might never know how and to what extent I feel for him & because of him.

I do know that as I am typing this, there are many others with his poster put up on their walls & spend so much on his merchandise who also want to be with him. I am not jealous however. I am merely sad. Sad that I am unable to return the same comfort he gives me to him, sad that maybe I shall never be able to.

But something inside of me, something soft but hard, something weak but strong, tells me that 03 years from today, I will be with him. I will finally be able to express my gratitude, my inifinte love & boundless admiration for him to him.

I just know. I just know it will happen.

Someday. Someday soon.

Submitted: August 23, 2018

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