Letters to a stranger

yeh this is a title of a nigerian movie i saw not too long ago, but i really liked the concept and anyways its seems kinda appropriate..

Dear *****,
your'e not really a stranger but then agen you kinda are. I remeber the first time i saw you, when you walked into the church and right then i knew there was something about it.. yeah its kinda clique-love at first sight. Maybe it wasn't love at first sight more like 'like'.. i didn something i had never done to anyone i liked before-just walk up to you and introduce myself. it felt good. you seemed to like me too because all through, you never took your eyes off me.. well atleast until our eyes met.

Everything seemed to be going well. we went on the church trip and you seemed to like me even more.. well i thought you did.. You were 3 years older than me, but that didnt matter bcos age is nothing but a number yeh? no!... its like the only place we ever got to see eachother was at that church. i didnt mind, as long as i got to get even a glimpse of you, i was happy.. i always looked forward to anytime i would be going to your church..

i went on holiday.. no internet for a couple days and when i finally did get it, your message was the first i saw. i was estatic, because i had planned to tell you how i felt over the summer, and there you were making it a whole lot easier.. through the summer we messaged eachother like we were long time frends.. i loved it.. got back form holiday and i got you a present.. not because i was crazy about you, just because.. well i just wanted to give you something..

i saw you once agen at at night vigil.. onces agen you captured my heart.. i loved wen our eyes would meet and when we would quickly look away.. knowing what eachother was thinking.. atleast i thought i knew......i sent your present to you, you got me after the service and said you liked it.. followed me to my car and finally asked for my number but momsi was there so i said i would send it through facebook.. that i did.. but you never replied. Only for me to hear the next week that you thought i was becoming obsessed.. was it the present? was it the message? i wish you had replied, even if it was to tell me that you didnt like what waas going on.. i would have preffered that than not knowing what you felt

i saw you today, just a glimpse.. did you know i was there?? you saw my brother and it seemed like you looked around for me, but how can i be sure?? i got a missed call today, no caller i.d so i dont know who it was.. was it you??!

dear stranger,
i really do miss you.. we didnt really have anything but yet we did......