This simple, complicated life.

A letter to you.

- Today's whether is personifying my heart- I don't like it. 

but unlike my heart, the whether's beauty for the environment; it seems fit.

I'm sitting in my lawn with my beloved diary,

It tapes my broken heart- so wiry.

-I'm writing a letter to you. 

Yes. The same old letter which I've been writing for years. 

But I guess to you, reach only a few. 

I write the same old letter, 

" Honey, where does your cruise today steer?" 

" Does it go somewhere better? like those countries with spicy pepper?" 

" Or does it sink in the ocean amidst the serene view?" 

-Even after 10 years, the ocean fills me with fears. 

what is it in you which doesn't let me settle with someone new? 

I still write the same old letter,

But I guess to you, reach only a few. 

        - Samruddhi.