I look at my Mehendi, that 1 design I keep repeating, them Celtic love knots... I look at myself in the bathroom mirror and go like, "I keep waiting for you, but you never come"
And then, I realise, Love is not mine only... it is meant to be shared.
Love is welcome into my life and as it comes on day one, it must leave one day too.
Maybe it did. Maybe I labelled love as "teenage hormones", maybe I labelled love as "admiration", maybe I was blinded by the beauty it brought I forgot to acknowledge that Love was standing in front of me or beside me, wearing the same jhumka or sharing coffee at break or buying cheese crackers along with a line or 2 of how I wish them well, sharing DW references and anime references... Maybe, I didn't realize love was in my life.
Maybe, I wrote a letter to my love and they wrote back, reminiscing the times when we used to study together
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| A Celtic Love Knot: Represents love between two people that is strong, eternal and forever |
Maybe Love taught me to be more considerate and understanding of people in my life
Maybe Love is still in my life, who arrived 2 years, 4 months and 24 days before me
Maybe Love gave birth to me? That seems weird. That's my mum.
Maybe Love is not a person but a feeling you... a feeling to be yourself post a comfortable zone you and th3y have made for you.
But how would you know it's love when you are always your complete idiotic self, silly and goofy, immature, a pain in the a$$ and unsure of yourself carrying all the scars and insecurities?
Do you realise it as you cannot live without them?
Do you realise it, when you learn that you can live without them but choose not to?
Do you realize it, when you yearn for their presence... their eyes, their smile, their voice and their touch.. all for yourself?
What is love? Is it possible to love, without accepting them completely? Is it possible to love, without understanding them?
Will I ever have it? When will I experience my share? And If I did, I'd really like to go back in time to tell them, maybe just one more time... to know the face love wore.. and whisper,
I love you, you make my life better and thanks for being a part of me.
R
12.09.2021
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