Understanding

Dear Eli

I never thought I would ever meet someone like you, someone who could and would understand me the way you do. The day I met You, I was proven wrong. That night I approached you in the club quietly from behind and asked if you were OK. You were standing as still as a statue with your glass. You took me by the hand and asked if I would like to see the roof with you. Tinoki do you remember that night, do you remember what happened there, the start of the bond that seals us forever.

You were the first man I ever told my grandmother about. I was excited to tell her everything about you, she was happy for me even giving advice here and there. She was an amazing woman who never judged people in groups but as an individual. She treated them accordingly, based on his or her own strengths and weaknesses and never from hearsay. I wish she was able to meet you. The way she treated people as an individual was her greatest quality. A quality I admired and hope to emulate as time passes.

Each day more in love, but that is not all we have between us as many of your readers believe. I see each word you write baby and I understand what you desire to convey, then I read what people say about us, but it does not affect me negatively. Sure you smile and shrug it off and ask me not to reply because I may hurt their feelings.

Their feelings…..