A guy responds to the Open Letter of his girl. To read the girls’ letter click here

Dear not-so-far-away- love,

“I still miss you when the sun goes down or the rain starts to pour, when the cold breeze runs through my face leaving behind the traces of you..

Not because I love when nature play games but because you love dancing to the beats of this beauty and I just love watching you ”

I am not a writer like you sweetheart but I have nailed this letter by starting off as a poet.

I mean could I BE anymore cheesy? I know your love for Chandler and I was just trying be funny like him but just so you know-‘you will always be my Monica’.

I didn’t know what loving someone truly meant until I met you.

Although that day has meshed into the memories, I am so grateful that the forces of the universe pushed us together.

Although, instead of thanking universe I would rather thank Mark Zuckerberg for launching an app like Facebook as you were always a text away from me.

But I am forced to accept that it is not just these techno wrapped apps which are making things work between us, it’s something more meaningful than that.

It feels kinda sacred- I suppose that’s what we call love.

We have different interests, different hobbies and nothing really much in common thus, I am completely sure that we would have left swiped each other on tinder.

I loved talking in binary and you were like a classic novel.

Iron man was my superhero and for you it has always been Romeo. It was more like ‘tale of two eras’ than the ‘tale of two cities’.

Although, living thousands of miles away from you does feel like the tale of two different cities.

Technology did made things simpler but every time I see your face behind the screen it feels like I am imprisoned behind the bars.

I can’t play with your cheeks or kiss you badly to shut your mouth when you are at the middle of a heated argument. All that I can afford is to send you some lame love you- sticker which are not even close to what I feel.

But, with 3 complete years apart I think we have learnt how to interpret the meaning of each text in the right form as it is said.

We have learnt the art of hiding our true emotions behind those emoji’s but at the end of the day we both sleep peacefully knowing the fact that we are just too lucky to have each other in our lives.

Every time when I travel all the way from my place to yours nothing relaxes me more than your innocent face.

Yes, I do remember the sunny day when you were waiting for me on the metro station. I could not have been more apologetic for making you wait that long.

The moment I got off the train. I couldn’t wait to see you as I had already waited for 6.5 months and that was just enough.

Among the hundreds of faces when I saw you smiling and waving to me, my heart skipped a beat and I was like.. ahh there she is.. My woman!

I am sorry sweetheart if I did not notice your new haircut but that’s because I was busy thanking every moment that I was spending with you.

Also just so you know, I did saw you when you sat on my t-shirt with the purpose of stealing it.

I just did not want to interrupt your little joy of stealing my blue t-shirt.

And on your request I have got a complete collection of black ones thus you can take any one of them the next time, which I hope to be soon.

Look what you have done to me.

I have started growing interest in reading poetry, black is my favorite color now and rains impress me like they never did.

There has to be hand of love to convert a techno geek like me into an absolute nature lover.

You always insist on saying that you love me more. I agree with that but that never meant I loved you any less.

I might not be very good in expressing what I have for you but darling, you complete me in every sense.

From getting onto your toes for reaching up to my lips till keeping the heated situation in peace, you have always made extra efforts that was required to keep things perfectly stable.

It’s not really the big things or moments in life that make me long for you even more - in fact, it’s the smaller, more tender moments that force me to zone out and be one with you in my own cloud of imagination.

The sad face yet trying-very-hard-to-smile kind of face that you make while waving goodbyes is something that remains in my eyes for long.

“How lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard?”

Miles and miles between us, expensive plane tickets, long waits between visits, poor internet connection and nights spent alone.. But you are more than worth it!

P.S – I miss your chipmunk shaped hands.

Love always,

Your-geographically-away-love