Hi. I’m Ted Mosby. I know you don’t know me right now. But someday you will. Someday we’ll meet and you’ll know me and we’ll fall in love. It’ll be the best thing that has ever happened to either of us and unlike all the other times, this time it’ll stay. All of this, is just I-don’t-know-how-many years away. However, I’m here, writing you this letter today in the February of 2021– on the eve of Valentine’s day.
It’s been some 6-7 years since I’ve been searching for you– in places, in people, in cafés, in faces. All this while, I have kept running into wrong people and kept loosing pieces of me to them as they separated. To fill up the void, I had to take new things to make up for the lost pieces of myself.
Today, I am hardly 10% of what I was made of 7 years ago. Today, I’m mostly an amalgamation of my lessons and upgradations I instilled in me over the years. I don’t know how I’d regrow the 10% of my old self. I don’t even know if it’s possible to do so. But I shall keep all the precautions to contain this little piece of me carefully for you, for us.
Agreed, that today I am a way matured individual and am in many aspects better than who I was. Someone told me that you need to be ready to welcome important people. 7 years have readied me much, and if it’s required, time shall ready me further more before you announce your arrival into my life.
But you know, this old 10% is precious. It has my childishness, my innocence and my beliefs–
including the belief that gives me hope you that you’re still out there, somewhere in the world, pacing towards me as I am moving towards you, day by day, in one of the many strange ways of the Universe, as quickly as possible– the belief that there still is a chance at a love that stays.
A major part of me compels me to think of the practicalities of the world and tries to make me surrender to the idea that it isn’t necessary to find you. Like it makes other practical answers to taxation and politics.
But somehow, that little kid of 10% strength still holds on to the swords and subdues the Giant of practicality. I guess, that’s the power of hope– it slays humongous Giants by tiny feathers of miracles.
I just wanted you to know that, while today I know nothing of your whereabouts or when we shall unite, I am with you. On all of these days. On each of them- happy or sad, dull or fresh. Because I love you. I’m always going to love you, ’til the end of my days and beyond. You’ll see.
And I shall be with you forever– and if possible, to beyond. Because what I know for sure is that we’re gonna be the best things to happen to each other and no matter what, we never get enough of anything that is good and I need these extra days with you.
For today, I wish you a happy valentine’s day and I hope to reach as quickly as possible to you so that we can have the rest of our lives as the best of our lives.
Yours already and for ever,
Ted E. Mosby.