I try to fit in,
to find my place in this world,
to make friends,
to really know people—
but it feels like
they don’t want to know me.

Maybe it’s because...
I’m weird?
Too emotional,
too attached,
too much?

Maybe I don’t dress like them,
don’t speak like them—
I’m loud,
I talk a lot,
I feel too deeply,
I love too hard.

I guess I just don’t fit in.
And maybe...
maybe I’m not meant to.

Hi my favourite, it’s been quite a while, it feels like forever. I wanted to talk, but couldn’t. I know you must have noticed. How have you been? I hope everything’s going well. Are you eating your meals properly? How’s school? Life isn’t the same anymore; it’s lost its sparkle, its cheer.

Anyway, dear,
here’s a poem for you.

In the times of my confession,
I adored you more than life's possession,
You have a place in my heart for time's Long cession,
I love you beyond measure, my humble expression.

I miss those late night chats, the early morning calls, do you?
Every other day, you're on my mind, that much is sincerely true.
But it seems, maybe, you don't, or do you?
It's fine, I get it, but I wonder, do you?

I'll wait,
For it's love my dear, not waste.

I had a dream, I wonder why,
It was you, yes you,
Though veiled in fog,
I knew, it was you,
Felt real, felt warm, felt love,
because it was you.

Hmmmm, you were humming,
made me sleepy,
Your aroma made me feel at home,
The green jacket suits you, your smile suits you,
You came closer to me,
and yes, it was you.

I heard you say my name, the nickname,
You looked me in the eyes,
I wonder why I cried,
I wanted to hug you, but I couldn't,
It was a dream, but I'm sure it was you.

It's a song, sung for you.

A place where silence is understood,
Joy is shared,
Love is endless,
And you're never a burden—
Only someone to be cherished.
That’s the family we all dream of.
Not everyone gets it,
but everyone dreams of it—
a family that understands your silence,
spreads joy without reason,
loves you beyond measure,
and never lets you feel like a burden.
An ideal family is not just a blessing…
it's a rare kind of magic.

Getting a loving family,
Who understand your troubles without telling…
Who make efforts to spread happiness…
Who loves you more than you do…
Who feels you as their responsibility but not a burden…

An ideal family : Dream of every human being!!