Bleeding red

The pen wanted to bleed red all over but somehow it couldn't. 'Love' is the most over-written and talked off subject. Yet, its so hard to say 'I Love you' to the person you love. Its the most endearing sentence in the world that one wishes to hear (more than utter) atleast once in a lifetime. Still, I am unable to bring myself to confess it to the person concerned.
I wish, I could tell him but I guess, I shall never. So, let me write it here, instead.

 I love you

Someday, if you shall come across this blog you might know that I wrote it for you though am not too sure that you'll know that 'you' is you. But, if you ever felt what I felt for you then you shall know that it is you and none other. Its the secret of the soul which can be heard only where it echoes. The day you shall know of it I'll call it my moment of 'Serendipity'.

P.S. I love you....I love you...I love you... I wish, I had said it in person than written it here. Alas! Sometimes, some truths are best hidden than revealed.