A Letter for Joe

Dear Joe Hart,

         Firstly, you will never read this letter. Secondly, if you do...oh well, here it goes. Its been a while since we ended. Honestly i was affected by it. I was a mess inside. I lost my flare, my passion, myself for quite sometime. I am recovering slowly mind you.So please do not worry about me ya. 

         The way you were a part of me is magical. I never ever thought that we could happen. But something about you makes me never wanna give up. On life. On love. On everything. Every girl has her dream man. I'm not afraid to say i found mine in you. The way you see life, songs you listen to, your strength, your hope, your weakness is coincidently similar to mine. Sometimes i think its not coincidence anymore. Its actually fate.

         Yeah people say you're a player with words. And i say you are a man brought up to make any women feel special. It's not like you're saying it to impress to win over to tackle someone. People can say that why say such words and give wrong signals(hope)to girls like me. And i say Its just the way you are. Sweet, caring, honest young man. I am like you. Always with my words. Its a soothing change having an equal saying the right things at the right time. But i'll always beat you to that! haha.

         With you, i feel safe. i can pour my heart out and say whats in it. Honestly speaking...you are the only man i open my heart to.ever. i am not lying. You can ask God. I am blessed that it was you who found the key and prove to everyone even myself that i am capable of love. As a reward for the brave knight that you are, there is always a chamber for you in my heart.

           I'm smiling while writing this. haha. such dork. 

         Dear Joe, you made me a very happy lady when you came into my life. I can say that somehow you gave me wings to fly. To soar to great heights. Before i was just running in circles. "Life is for us to go get it!" You always said that. Although we are not together anymore, I hope you are now happier than ever. 

It would be a pretty picture, us walking down that yellow brick road. together. kan?

Yours Truly,

Nadia