I wish you are wondering about me right now.
Because I sure as hell am.
You might be thinking I'm with someone else,
doing something cooler.
But instead, here I am making two cups of coffee.
I sit across the table drinking mine,
staring at the other, hoping someone would finish it.
I want that someone to be you.

I know there might be a million questions you want to ask me.
Yes, i hate physics.
No, I don't smoke like you used to.

I have a million questions for you too.
Do you love poetry as much as I do?
Are you a feminist like me?
Do you listen to Beatles as much as I do?

There is a knot forming in my throat as I write this to you, but I gulp it down.
It feels like my heart has dropped down in my stomach.
I feel like running away from everything but I promise I won't.

I would be a mess if i don't meet you.
What a beautiful melody it would be if our heart strings intertwined.
How the light in your eyes will fill me with warmth and blush of your cheeks will colour my life.

Don't judge me yet,
Don't think we're not meant to be,
Because all I want to do is spend my life answering the questions that the wrinkles on your forehead ask.
And silencing your trembling lips.
And writing sonnets to the rhythm of your breath.  

And when we meet.
Our hearts will fit like a jigsaw puzzle,
And I'll be with you till the last piece of the puzzle fits in.