It was almost the end of January.
You brought this odd feeling inside me.
From the first hello.
From the first time you typed my name.
From the first question you asked about me when we were trying to know each other.
The feeling was different.
It's like I've been in a place that I have never been,
But I felt warm.
I felt welcomed
I felt at home.
I felt like I've been in the place for a long time.
YOU are that place.
It's like I have known for such a long time.
Remember the first time I talked to you?
Yes, I have never seen your face.
I only heard your voice.
But who are you who is a total stranger that I trusted to?
Who are you that is weirdly so close to my heart with the soul you give to your songs?
Who are you who talks to me in a thousand ways when you sing?
Who are you?
You are a stranger indeed.
But it's like I've been in love with this stranger for a long time.
I don't care what you are.
Who you were.
And what you will become.
But, I love what I'm feeling.
To you, my blue rose.
If ever someday, that you will read this.
Please know that I loved you.
Even you are a million miles away from me.
And to the one reading this,
Please help me give this message to a total stranger.
I could whisper you his name.
A name I could never forget.