Shomprakash Sinha Roy

I've wondered about all the things I would tell you, to sort of try and explain exactly what it is that draws me to you, that has drawn me to you for the last twelve months.

And now that we're here, this is not something I can tell you.
I can tell my self this.

This is not the town I chose, or the home I dreamt of, neither the dreams that kept me alive nor the nightmares that I scavenged for reason or desire, perhaps ambition – yet, I am with you, and I am home.

I love you.

Shom.