Neither it is a letter of love,
Nor it is a letter of hatred.
But a parcel of words from friend to friend.

Some incidents happened in my past,
That compelled me to believe no one till my last.

With this thinking I passed many time,
Till I met someone in my teen time.

That someone is only you,
Whose first meeting had a quarrelling hue.

Like this gone some days ,
When you irritated me in silly jolly ways.

I think , life has its own flow,
For I started believing you in a very slow.

From where affection come,
I am in doubt.
Please tell me some,
And clear my doubt.

Now it is hard to forget,
But,have to do it,as one day we would separate.

Sometime you ask why I ignore you,
Later you ask why I talk only to you.

I have no answer to your question,
This might be known to someone in the heaven.

I have no ill thought for you,
God knows it very well, perhaps you.

How much I care for you,
You can never know.
How much I like you,
I can never show.

There is hardly any moment,I have not prayed for you,
Which is known only to God,not to you.

Frankly,I have not kept your any picture,
But,one thing I will remember for ever,
The time that we spent together.

At my last breathe also,I will try to find you,
Only one thing I expect from you ,
Please never forget me,either I live or die for you.