A Letter to Her...
• I remember the day when you addressed me as “My man” infront of your friends. I did not know but that phrase made me proud that I became your “Man”.
•I remember the day when it was raining and we were walking home late at night, we were both under the umbrella and then you wrapped your hand around my hand as if you felt safe around me. This little gesture gave me my masculine urge to protect you in every situation and I felt how many times you needed me when I was not there.
•I remember the day when I confessed to you that how pretty you looked in that pink kurti and jokingly said it would make my day if you wore it again. And then the next day, you...
•I remember the day when it was raining and we were walking home late at night, we were both under the umbrella and then you wrapped your hand around my hand as if you felt safe around me. This little gesture gave me my masculine urge to protect you in every situation and I felt how many times you needed me when I was not there.
•I remember the day when I confessed to you that how pretty you looked in that pink kurti and jokingly said it would make my day if you wore it again. And then the next day, you...