I do not remember when was the last time I have written a letter for you. We do talk everyday but sometimes the words do not really translate what is deep within. Sometimes, the fears and doubts are the most difficult to hide and yet twice as difficult to articulate.
There is no single word that can best describe how things between us have changed all through these years. There were moments of intense encounters but there were also period of silence and distance. There were days when I would pause and say, ‘Do I still know you?’ and mostly, searching the answer would lead me to the fact that you have remained constant and I was the one who’s constantly changing.
I would always say that I love you but I am not sure if I have shown you and I have given more than what I think I am capable of giving to express how much I truly love you. I have never admitted it, but yes, I’m sure you’ve felt that there are moments when other things come first before you and yet, you remain faithful and steadfast.
How many times did I try to plunge into the sea of life-changing decisions and you have remained by my side, not only did you say, ‘Be not afraid.’ and did not simply carry the load for me, the footprints in the sand always explain why I am called your beloved.
I wish I can write you more. I wish I can talk about you more. I wish I can give you more. But more importantly, I wish I can be more faithful to you. Your love is not something that I have earned, Your love is a gift.
Til my next letter…