LOVE

Missing you is a part of my daily life. Missing you is a part of me. I miss you when I am awake, I miss you when I am in sleep, I see you in my dreams and I talk to an imaginary you. And because I miss you all the time, I never miss a thought of you. I never really miss you because I live in the missing. This air that I breathe, when you are around, is all so fragrant. My thoughts, then, smell of you. I find myself engulfed in a strange calmness when I am with you. Divinity is not in noise and in restlessness, It is in peace and in calm. Love is divine, I would say. Without a reason, I smile. Without a reason, I gaze at the stars. Without a reason, I look myself in the mirror. Without a reason… Without a reason…

Different people would define love differently but nobody can be certain what it truly is. The essence of love is not in finding its true meaning. No, there wouldn’t be any joy in that. But the heart and soul of love is to discover it yourself, to define it your way, to be vulnerable, to open your heart to somebody, to live in the moment with that special someone. Being vulnerable is the only way to love truly for when you love until it hurts, there is no more hurt, only more love. It is surprising how people can love without expecting anything in return. Such is the power of selfless love.

At most times, I struggle to find words that could aptly express my innermost feelings. Some days, the only motive of my life is to be able to talk to you, to hear you. Tomorrow does not worry me, till I can be with you. Your love is a shade from the scorching sun. Your love is a ray of hope to a restless soul. Your love is solace and your love is a hearty embrace. Your love is my greatest strength. It is my greatest motivating force.