The Forbidden Love

Dear Stella,

It has been a long time since we last met. It’s raining on a warm Saturday afternoon and I’m sitting alone at the balcony thinking of you. I remember the day we first met and how we got along right away. One thing led to another and we had a good night together. We both thought it would be a one night stand but we just could not bear being apart from then on.

I remember you were always there when I can’t sleep at night; when I had to stay up meeting deadlines; when we spent wee hours in airports waiting for my redeye flights; when I was always lost not knowing what to do. You were always there.

Do you remember how I was always there to accompany you, take you out of that cold place? I miss your rich personality. I miss the way you taste. I miss the way you bring warmth to my winter nights.

Now those days are gone. I don’t see you much anymore. Once in a while we rubbed shoulders but never acknowledge each other. Not because I don’t want you anymore and not because you don’t want me anymore. We are in a foreign land now that our relationship is forbidden. We cannot be seen together and for that, as painful as it is, we stay apart.

But I promise you Stella, there will be one day that there’s only you and me, on this very balcony, sitting through a warm, rainy Saturday afternoon, enjoying each other’s company.

Until then Stella, until then.

Yours always,

TauKamal