I always write to you, write for you

I always write to you, write for you and call you mine,
Like others, you are also unknown to me, even though I find no reason to define,

I found words are few to delineate us, but ample space under the sky,
I wait for you but there is no time limit, I know everything still I want to wait without answering any why,

The whole world looks for them, but I still look for you in a sleepless night,
I don’t know who are you, where are you, and how we know each other?
 But still I feel you in the solitude; I don’t know whether the things are right,

I understand everything, gave all explanations, even you don’t ask sometimes,
Listen to you every time, even you don’t say and formulate my own words,
That will reach you or not, I don’t know but still I will make my rhymes,

We will see each other in the future; I don’t know I have a doubt dear,
But whenever I walk alone, I found you are holding my hands and bring me closer to you,
You are mysterious, or illusion of my thoughts, even then for me and for my life, yours feeling vanishes all fear.