Special

This poem is for you,
you who suddenly turned so wise
you who was so supportive today,
you took me by surprise.
You are not like them.
Yes you are not.
And you never have to be.

I might sound confused and clueless
and completely blank right now,
maybe I am.
But I hardly mind
Because this poem is for you,
you who always knows what it is like(to be me)
you who knows where and how it pains
and how exactly would I feel better.

This might be irrelevant and uncalled for,
now.
But it does not matter
For this poem is for you,
you who is so many worlds away and has always been
but still is a part of me since ever forever ever since "we".
you who still visits this space
but quietly leaves without a trace.
You, who is saying something to me
but every time fade away.

This might not really be a poem
for all you know.
But I know
you would still consider it one,
maybe the best poem ever written
for this poem is for you,
you who has always loved everything me
for as long as we have been we and even beyond
you who still is lying wide awake looking at me sleeping(acting to)
And you are wondering what I'm dreaming.
you who is still listening to Aerosmith like that metro ride
which seems like a light year ago.

I want to thank you and just thank you
and thank you once again,
Because today you took the call
And showed me the way
I was so happy to talk after so long.
Moreover I don't need a reason to thank you
Because this poem is for you,
you and only you.
No matter what you do or say or think
you would always remain "you" to "me"
even now when "we" aren't.
our time has been sealed from both the ends
by our tears, smiles and sighs.
Thank you thank you for today
and these three(ten days short) wondrous years !

God bless you! you perfect pretty (and) mad person!