Every now and then when I close my eyes and shut the world around me, I come face to face with the echoes of my own, true existence. The voice from within speaks and the light from my heart shines out brilliantly.
We all happen to fall in love, at least once in our life and that love is so much for our existence that we drown in the ocean of our emotions. Often I wonder why that love keeps growing for some in the positive and they bathe in it from time to time, which heals every wound and for some it grows so cold that they could freeze another soul just by their touch. I don’t believe in questioning that which was and that has become. There are no laws in love. If I love, I will forever and nothing ever will have me retrace my steps. I have seen people who sit and ponder over 'what went wrong', when in the end they find themselves blaming the person they love the most. Love will always be love, no matter what the era is, what the human is, but this love is not from the books you and I have often read, and is definitely not from the movies, it happens when two souls connect so mysteriously that they don’t even know until a thunderbolt strikes them. There is no cupid, and there are no external forces that bring people together, it has always been nothing but love responsible for the intake or giving of it entirely.
I have forever believed that 'eternity calls us', and it will when the time is right. Love which is forever is never a delusion, unless one wants to ascribe it as such. Once I filled my hands with love and my heart chirped. And though that someone I loved walked away in a world far away from mine, I still have my hands full. How? I never let go. I will never let go. For those who see love as a need to be fulfilled will always find their hands empty and their hearts longing. Those who embrace the warmth of it are keepers of the glow and always have the strength to love forever.
There are no goodbyes. I have never bid goodbye. To him I never will. Many have had labels for this feeling I have had, but obviously those many have no clue what this love is like. They refer back to some drama or movie where two people do some foolishness to show that they are mushily in love with each other and end up dying for each other. I can never relate to my love in terms of something I have read in the books or seen in the movies. He whom I have loved so much, was the companion I never wanted to lose, someone I pray will stay and grow in my life until in eternity we bond forever. Those who give up their lives in the name of love or take lives for love are not lovers but rapists, who repeatedly rape the naïve emotion. May hell befall on you for doing so!
There is a life we have to live. Whether that love becomes a part of our lives practically. That is why we have to move on. One does not have to say goodbye to that unconditional feeling, it can be given a back seat, or given wings to fly to places where others benefit from it. There is no losing in love, close your eyes and listen to echoes again. You will hear that feeling come back to you again and again, you will hear him again and again and you will see him again and again.
The ungrateful will always find a reason to say that love wrecked them. Love never does any destructive work, it makes us for the better. There is no losing in love, there is always a win, a reward, a smile, which will resound silently in the echoes of your existence only if you let it.
Love On!
We all happen to fall in love, at least once in our life and that love is so much for our existence that we drown in the ocean of our emotions. Often I wonder why that love keeps growing for some in the positive and they bathe in it from time to time, which heals every wound and for some it grows so cold that they could freeze another soul just by their touch. I don’t believe in questioning that which was and that has become. There are no laws in love. If I love, I will forever and nothing ever will have me retrace my steps. I have seen people who sit and ponder over 'what went wrong', when in the end they find themselves blaming the person they love the most. Love will always be love, no matter what the era is, what the human is, but this love is not from the books you and I have often read, and is definitely not from the movies, it happens when two souls connect so mysteriously that they don’t even know until a thunderbolt strikes them. There is no cupid, and there are no external forces that bring people together, it has always been nothing but love responsible for the intake or giving of it entirely.
I have forever believed that 'eternity calls us', and it will when the time is right. Love which is forever is never a delusion, unless one wants to ascribe it as such. Once I filled my hands with love and my heart chirped. And though that someone I loved walked away in a world far away from mine, I still have my hands full. How? I never let go. I will never let go. For those who see love as a need to be fulfilled will always find their hands empty and their hearts longing. Those who embrace the warmth of it are keepers of the glow and always have the strength to love forever.
There are no goodbyes. I have never bid goodbye. To him I never will. Many have had labels for this feeling I have had, but obviously those many have no clue what this love is like. They refer back to some drama or movie where two people do some foolishness to show that they are mushily in love with each other and end up dying for each other. I can never relate to my love in terms of something I have read in the books or seen in the movies. He whom I have loved so much, was the companion I never wanted to lose, someone I pray will stay and grow in my life until in eternity we bond forever. Those who give up their lives in the name of love or take lives for love are not lovers but rapists, who repeatedly rape the naïve emotion. May hell befall on you for doing so!
There is a life we have to live. Whether that love becomes a part of our lives practically. That is why we have to move on. One does not have to say goodbye to that unconditional feeling, it can be given a back seat, or given wings to fly to places where others benefit from it. There is no losing in love, close your eyes and listen to echoes again. You will hear that feeling come back to you again and again, you will hear him again and again and you will see him again and again.
The ungrateful will always find a reason to say that love wrecked them. Love never does any destructive work, it makes us for the better. There is no losing in love, there is always a win, a reward, a smile, which will resound silently in the echoes of your existence only if you let it.
Love On!
For I love...forevermore.
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