Sir, I love and owe you more than you loved your beloved.
Someone, here, thousands of miles away from where you lived 8 centuries ago,
is reading your poems, is crying with them, and is falling in love over and over
and feels like she is not alone.
It seems like you are sitting next to her, in the train,
holding her head on your shoulder,
caressing her hair,
and comforting her with your words...
She knows that you felt the same, and that you understand.
She owes you man, a lot. And if one day, a time machine is invented,
she would travel to your time, to give you a hug.
But for now, please accept this, a hug from future.
I love you :)
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