<p>My Dear, </p><p><br></p><p>It's been 4 years now since we've known each other. Well, feels like 4 days or 40 years, depending on how we choose to look at it. </p><p><br></p><p>In those 4 years we've had the best of times, worst of times, "what are we even doing?" times. </p><p>Times of laughter, bitter, sweet, love and pain.</p><p><br></p><p>Times where we had moments we wished never ended, other times we just couldn't deal with ourselves. </p><p><br></p><p>I'm not sure if everyone has it this way, could it be just us? Oh, no, definitely cannot be just us, yesterday I heard someone in my shared ride say how he's having to deal with something in his marriage, or so, I really wasn't paying much attention. </p><p><br></p><p>But what I'm saying is, our realities have hit hard. It was never all going to be smooth afterall. Sooo, bumpy, but not disturbed. I mean, why would I be.</p><p><br></p><p>You've changed my life in many ways than one, if I could do it all over again, I'd still choose you. You've made me the man I am today, and you're shaping me for the tomorrow we've always dreamt of. </p><p><br></p><p>I love you with every inch of my heart, you are the missing part of me I never even knew I needed. The Icing on my Cake.</p><p><br></p><p>I've thought of it a couple of times, and I wonder why you didn't come sooner. Well, Jesus made the better wine come when all hope was gone.</p><p><br></p><p>I remember how last time I looked into your eyes and held still; motionless, but I managed to lift my hands to touch your cheek. I felt as Adam would have when he first saw Eve - Curious, Anxious, yet melted away in Awe.</p><p><br></p><p>Pardon my excesses please. I sometimes have a lot in my head and I go about them wrongly. But one thing is for sure, I'd never let you go, and I knew so from the day I stood and watched you walk through those Chapel doors. </p><p><br></p><p>Let's never compare ourselves with others, let's always discuss and do what works for us.</p><p>It's noisy out there, that's why we built for ourselves our sacred garden, because, we know...that ours is different 💛</p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p>Yours,</p><p>Tobi.</p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p><br></p><p>Well, if you think this was a beautiful piece, let me know in the comment section, and better still, write a letter to your love, and make sure to tag me. I'm always around, just like the wind.</p>
Letter to my 'Icing on the Cake'
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Tobi Igbinedion
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