Dear Fleabag

 

How to describe you? It's truly amazing how we associate such a great amount without you knowing me precisely however I thoroughly understand you. You are a strong, brave, and honest lady who in every case expresses her prespective about everything to me. You don't care what other people think and do whatever you feel is good. You show the exact state of mind of every person in this world. I wish I was there with you all the time. I think you know how to love better than any of us that's why you find it painful.

All those tragedies make you disconnected from the world and there comes my entry into your life, being the fourth dimension of your living life. 

I didn't even know your real name. How I become so important in your life even I don't have any clue. You are my hilarious best friend. I was always there to listen to your jokes, bitching about other people, your crying, sarcastic wit, and your take on what people might say next.

I find it really surprising and miserable as well when you start slowing down the small talk you use to do with me. Now I am worried I feel you might never express your emotions to me again.

It's all due to the hot priest. He was the first to witness our connection. He made you gradually disconnect with me. He broke the fourth wall.

I hope you are good after all this. Wish you a better future where all your life experience will be within you and by you only. I will miss your cute glance. Much obliged to you for saying a final farewell to me.