A Love Letter

As a long weekend ends, I was skimming through some old posts in my father's blog. I stumbled upon a letter he once wrote to the girl with whom he was in love with(who eventually became his wife and my mother) when he was twenty. More than three decades since i could see that their feelings for each other still remains hard and strong. This was published in his blog about two years ago, when my mother was away from home for about two months months for my sister's delivery. I am re-publishing it here without his permission.

For days it was as if I never existed.
You have blotted me out of your world
Like a wilted flower from your vase.

I have treasured our unuttered pledges:
Rising with your name as a prayer on my lips,
Breathing the morning breeze,
Marveling,
Oh God,
Isn’t this the same fragrance my dear one breathes!

I waited beneath your window last night,
My heart aflutter in the moonlight
For a rustle at the curtain,
The fleeting glimpse of a shadow...

Throughout you kept it shut.