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Letter to Dolly

Dear Dolly,

All I know is that you are a girl who laughs a lot and makes me smile when I talk to you or when I think about you . But I have also seen you crying so many times. I think people smile with everybody but they cry with only few. I am really thankful to you for sometimes crying with me. It is really a rare opportunity to be reflected on someone's tears. You are the one who has shared this much tears and cheers with me.

Dear Dolly, today is the 41th day since we knew each other for the first time. I hadn't expected the intimacy to reach this level just in six weeks. I hadn't expected you would be such a wonderful reason to smile, to share and care. Anyone outsider of our relationship may find the situation a bit ridiculous, unbelievable and dramatic. But I am enjoying this drama where two characters from different corner of the world are sharing the things that they never shared with anyone before. This drama between you and me is full of profound level of naturality, innocence and reality. It is a drama but it is not. It is a reality, but it is more than it. Whatever it is, we are enjoying it. May be we are crafting a new illustration of post-modern relationship. 

Dolly, I never believed in love. I still wave green flag to the statement that relationship is designed in heaven. I have found minor co-incidences in life with great impacts ahead. Same with our relationship. I wouldn't have met you, if my connection didn't work that day. I wouldn't have met you if I was busy with works that day. I wouldn't have met you, if my boss had called me few minutes ago or my friends had asked me to go for tea with them. So I will be always thankful to that span of some seconds.Thanks to that wonderful and mysterious moment of October 4th.

You remember dolly, I was really happy to see your comments in my blog. you said that you were happened to find a old book "Love Letters" after you read my blog. I remember how smoothly our intimacy took the height. And you hinted that our relationship matched with the movie "The Lake House", and you suggested me to watch that movie. I was really excited after I saw the movie. The beautiful things between you and me went on and on. and one day, unconsciously we started missing eachother. It happened itself. I still wonder what was the moment when we started missing eachother.

Dolly, I want to wrap up this letter with the statement I started with. That you are the girl who makes me smile. I hope I also make you smile. And what I think is the goal of life is happiness.

I really hope that, we can be smiling forever for eachother and because of eachother.

Hope to meet you one day.  

Yours Teddy

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