I Write Because....

I write because I want to remember you. I write because I don’t want to forget the pleasant feeling of seeing you for the very first time. I write because I want to bring back the butterflies. I write because I can still remember the way you casually said hello and how mesmerized I was with the way you kept your cool. I write because I want to reread our conversation and flip the pages to see how far we’ve come.
I write because I want to greet you in the morning and spend time with you in the evening. I write because I know that my words can fit inside your jacket’s pocket where your palms are resting.
I write because I miss you. I write because I want to talk to you at times when you are not around. I write because I want to comfort you and cheer you up, but I can’t fly to where you are.
I write because I want to share the highlights of my life with you. I write because I know there are fifty percent chance that you’ll come across it and another fifty percent chance that you’ll actually care.
I write because I want you to know that I’m thinking of you. I write because I want to hug you but I can’t. I write because I see all these beautiful things and all those things remind me of you. I write because it makes me feel closer to you. I write because words are all I have. I write because I can’t get you out of my mind. I write because I can’t get you out of my heart.
I write because you can keep these words even long after I’m gone. I write because one day—whether things will work out between us or not, I’ll put these words underneath your door.
I write because when that day comes, I want to show you how much you are loved.