It marks how many years we have been alive and each year it reminds us that we are that much older. Of course we go out and celebrate or stay in doors and sulk; but every year, without fail, no matter how much we don't want to, we end up cutting a cake.I am not a fan of this tradition ...

I couldn't help but smileAnd speak to you for awhileIt's not that I miss youOr things we used to doIt's kind of hard to explainBut it makes me want to see you againAnd when you called me after a weekI knew it had to be a 2 way street

You're like the bus back to ColomboOn a Thursday eveningThough it's eight hours longThe whole week I have been feeningYou're like strawberry and creamOn a depressing dayNo matter what happensMakes me feel okayYou're like the puppy in BadullaWho makes me smileEven though I'm alone and boredAnd haven't seen anyone in awhileYou're like the night sky full of starsOr the beach ...

I realisedThatYou'll always find a wayTo take anyone's sideBut mine!TodayI noticed thatI can only tell you thingsIf there is a purposeAnd I cannot justSpeak my mind.TodayI figuredIf there is somethingBothering meI can only tell it to youIf there is somethingYou can doAbout it.And todayI learntThat every time I talkYou won't necessarilyListenBut you will pretendThat you actuallyHeard all of it.

After all these yearsMaybe I shouldLet you knowHow I used feel about you.Would you thenLaugh at meAnd find it funnyOr would youBe bitterThat I got over youBefore you did?

Okay so this is going to be tough because I barely know myself. But yes I will try to help you get to know me.By nature I am a happy person and it doesn’t take a lot to make me happy. Just hanging out with my friends and family is enough. Other than that I love the beach, I love ...

TodayI toldmyselfthat I willfinally writethat letterI shouldhave sentlong timeago.I satfor hourswith thepen inmy handbutsomehowthe paperstayed empty.And Icouldn't haveexplainedit anybetter.

I didn't actually tell you thisBut I am impressed!You managed to guessWhat I wrote aboutJust by telling youWhen I wrote it.Maybe you know meMore than I thoughtYou do!

I had picturedA completely different personWhen I spoke to youOver the phone.Now I find itHard to comprehendThat the person I metAnd the voice on the phoneIs one and the same!

They are a bunch of boysWithout a family of their ownOr a place to call home...Yet they beSo young, carefree and happy!The smile on their facesThe hapiness in their voicesAnd the excitement in their eyesWhen they are with me;Gives me a kind of feelingWhich can beClosest described as happiness!But...It doesn't really cover it!

I used to writeI still want toBut I hardly find the time...This time aroundI promise myselfTo give it a tryTo write daily!At least Thats the planLet's see how it goes...

I didn't let you get to meI was being carefulOr so I thought....But I wanted me to get to youAnd it didn't workOr so I think...

Darling Sachi,I was going to tell you that I don't think I have missed anyone as much as I missed you today but, I don't think that's entirely true. I am pretty sure that I have missed others more than this but at this moment it feels like otherwise. Today work was like school with no friends. That moment you ...

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