To be able to smile at the end of the day no matter how hard it was, to be able to chart out brighter events in your mind regardless of how times are now, to be able to breathe out when polluted by nagging thoughts,to be able to go on with life with the power of a hug and a kiss, to hold hands and pull each other up, to fight and make up, to watch late night horror movies and scream together, to blush when winter comes and noses touch, to be there during the storm and during the calm, for each other, by each other.
This was what I wrote down when I asked myself the same question I am going to ask you. What is love to you?
Love is one thing among many things I have been fascinated with for a long time. Honestly, I am not much to talk about love. However I do know that love is not easy and so it’s beautiful. I wouldn’t be able to differentiate between an infatuation and love or even just attraction if I had asked myself the same thing two years back. I was pretty naive.But as they say,alot can change in two years. I don’t think I can say I have figured out love. I don’t think love is something you figure out. Your perspective of love changes as you grow up, I guess.
I have read many books on love, watched many movies on love. I have discovered all kinds of love in there. Some of them I could imagine myself in. Some I couldn’t. Life is nothing like the stories you read yet it is everything like the stories you read. It is a beautiful contradiction. I am not a person who has experienced many kinds of love but if you were to ask me what love is to me,apart from everything I started this post with,I would say a feeling of being free.
If there is a love out there that makes me feel like whatever is strange or weird about me is nothing to be ashamed of,if there is a love out there that makes me explore what I am in ways I never knew,if there is a love out there that makes me fall in love with myself and life like I haven’t ever felt before,I would really love to fall completely,blindly in love with a love like that. This has been a topic that I always mess up explaining but I always try to explain because everybody deserves a love that makes you feel like your heart has been colored rainbow. I promised myself I will never settle for anything that does not give me peace. I agree that love is not flawless.It is flawed.Very much.However,as much as it is flawed,I believe it is what helps you embrace your flaws.You and I do not deserve less.
I have been in love with the rain,dark skies,thunder,the smell of earth before water pours down the clouds,the woods and many other things.Here’s to hoping someday I meet a human who loves them as intensely as I do.And then when we lie down on a corn field counting stars,I will tell him how I wrote this down.So,what is love to you?