You deserve to be loved. Fiercely. Honestly. Earnestly You deserve to be chosen. Time and again. You deserve to be held with grace and admiration. You deserve to be accepted and not just considered. You deserve to feel the energy of the entire Universe when you're in love, not just a fragment; the whole of it.
As humans, we have always coexisted with other humans For food, shelter or companionship, we have always needed someone And as far as I feel, it's actually better this way. No matter how much we train our minds to be self-sufficient, which is a great trait to have, but at the end of the day, we do need another soul to connect. We do need a shoulder to lean on, someone who feels like the other part of our soul. Being at peace with oneself is crucial, loving oneself and embracing our imperfections as much as our qualities is without a doubt, imperative but if you are lucky enough to find someone who listens to you and understands you and somehow, falls in love with you and more than that, you find someone to love more than your own life, keep them. Keep them close. That's what matters the most. Love, matters the most.
Isn't it so weird that us humans, need love and affection, when we were born alone and would depart from this planet likewise. We chase happiness, validation and a sense of belonging in others before finding all of these within ourselves. We are in this strange habit of looking towards others for the things and feeling we should be investing in ourselves. I like this particular quote because it's so true. We have dreams and memories, real or perhaps made-up, we have illusions and delusions, all of which belong to us because they either happen to us or we cook these up inside our minds. Whatever it may be, the things that happen in our lives belong to us because we chose to perceive them in certain way, which makes those memories as they are. As we know, life is merely how we perceive it to be. At any given point of time in our daily lives, we can chose to birth any emotion we like despite of the situation we're in and that liberates us in many ways. We aren't bound to answer to others or we aren't confined in relationships of any kind except the one with ourselves. Perhaps all this, is a too realistic or some may say, a negative view of life and this quote in particular. But that's what I think. If living our lives and the thoughts we consume are our very own, then they may either liberate us, give us freedom or they may restrict us from codependency on other humans. I'll leave you with your thoughts now. (As one loves to be or I do, whatever.)
Most of the times, I feel, it's not about letting go. It's about being at peace with whatever life has thrown at you or rather, presented to you. It's about realising that unless you decide to change, nothing else in your life would. Unless you try your hardest to find happiness in the smallest of things, you'll remain unhappy. You'll continue falling in the abyss of darkness you might think is written in your fate. So learn, train your mind to find peace within yourself, by yourself. Stop waiting for someone to come and save you. Save yourself. Protect yourself. Because the question is, who else will?
I was his, even before I met him. Even before I could realise that, all of my being swore to be his. Destiny tied our lives together with an invisible thread, only to be felt when the time came. So we felt, connected. Our souls, like two miscible liquids, met with eachother. Somehow, I missed him before I knew him. I was meant to be his, even before I could be mine. I am his. I am mine. But I am, only his.
This love has roads, Such narrow roads that seem like they have a dead end but we are treading on it, aren't we? The roads so far seemed dark, little did we know their was a festival of lights awaiting us at the end.
This love has flowers, Delicate roses and lilies, layed out on the sprawling grounds of our hearts Sometimes their are wildflowers, growing in the nooks and corners as the seasons change
This love has leaves, Green and full and yellow and crisp The colours change when the days do, regardless, our love stays strong Adorning the roads with colour, the leaves know when to stay on trees and when to fall down. Either ways, they do so with grace.
"This love is the nature itself. So pure and raw, so delicate yet so strong. This love makes me have faith just like I have faith on the break of dawn and the moon shining with all its glory at night."
If asked, I would say that he's different than me He's so much more calmer, more intelligent, more caring, gentler and sweeter. He's more adaptive to new surroundings and more accomodating to new scenarios. He truly listens and feels no need to interrupt others when they're pouring their heart out in front of him He's more shy but at the same time, he's so much more fun to be around He makes weird faces to make me laugh but at the same time, I could spent hours with him without saying a word He's intellectual beyond measure and any conversation with him broadens my mind. He's better at loving, though not so much when it comes to expressing. If asked, I would say he's the extension of my personality. A better version of me. A more beautiful form of my soul.
Competition. Comparison. Complaint If someone were to ask me what's the recipe for self-deprecation, failure and a complete loss of self, I'd mention these 3 Cs. It saddens me that we live in a world where people will smile at your face whilst cursing you in their hearts for nothing good to ever happen to you. What's even more pathetic is we believe them. I would never understand for the life of me, why people love bringing others down. Why they love criticism and use it as a weapon for their weak selves. The thing is, I'm kept on being told, that this world is a mean place. That humans are in fact, the worst creatures created by God for they are so full of greed, malice and spite. Humans were not meant to be like this but thanks to evolution, we somehow became this. But I firmly believe, that our lives will become a heaven if only we learn how to forbid those Cs to accompany us. If we learn how to have faith in ourselves and with all the love that there is in our souls, we grow more of that love and make our thoughts into a happy reality. A strong sense of self helps us develop into the person we're supposed to become and nothing otherwise that anybody could utter, matters. It's upto you to decide on which side you want to be.
Isn't it beautiful ? Of being beyond dating, being complicity. A bid that is not just physical. It goes beyond pleasure, and when you have pleasure it is for real. Friendship and respect are part of every touch in the body. Everything goes well beyond beauty. It is neither subtle nor simple. It is strong. And that's pretty. When two protect and support each other, without making a point of showing everything. They live for them and for the world, as long as it gives. The plans and tastes may not connect, it may be different than their thoughts. But they manage to fit in. It's alluring when there are unplanned plans and ordinary dreams. Common tastes and even different ones. When one shows another something new and something that is saying "look here a little of my world". It's cooler to see both sides helping and giving up space. Being reciprocal and real. No labeling or imposing conditions. It's beautiful to see a connection beyond the physical. it's beautiful to see that it's not just handshakes, they are hearts that have found an extension, souls that have combined to dance until the last moment of life. Although there are words to define or describe is difficult to say for sure. But it's a simple thing, even with ups and downs, some stumbling and swearing. But the kiss and affection prevails, the will to remain, the confidence in the improvement of the other. These only unites them more, and it gets stronger. It's lucky who has some of that, of those who are building step by step, even if at first it seems something aimless and lost....
You know that feeling when you love someone and they love you too and when you're with them it's all so beautiful. No worries. No care. You become kids together... enjoying every single moment. You complete each other's sentences. Silences are never awkward. It's a dream come true and you wonder how on Earth you got so lucky to find them and have them in your life. But days pass by... things remain fine. A blissful monotony creeps in. You now sense the burdens you both carry... The darkness of your widely different worlds that has been lurking in the shadows all along. And you see how you both have been pushing all the worries aside just to be with each other and enjoy a fairytale moment in this world of painful realities. It becomes evident how both have been striving and struggling to juggle and balance everything in your own lives... in ways, the other has no idea about. And you see that the love you two share, has been a beautiful escape, a beautiful distraction for each. But when it comes to merging these two worlds into one... it's an uphill task. You find yourself weighing the pros and cons. Listening to your heart and mind... the varying opinions... of logic and feelings. And you're already tired... of the struggles of life... and afraid of the risk, that merging these two worlds entails... but you also lack the heart to let them leave... So you just exist... In the shell of a beautiful relationship... and let it whither on it's own... as no one makes any effort, to either save it or let it go.
Ah, love ... pure, delicate, destructible ... put whatever adjectives they want and the most diverse names, but it will still be love. It is not something that is called, it is something you have, you give yourself and you receive it. It is a delicate balance where all sides must give and receive to remain balanced, at equal distances from a catastrophic end. However, and everything has a but, we tend to believe that past loves were mistakes, misconceptions of our heart. Come on darling, the heart does not make mistakes, at that time you really loved him or her, really loved that food, really loved that movie, but today, with your change, with your current being, you just don't love anymore. You change, accept your changes. Who loved those past things was a you of the past, but now is what matters. We should not be selfish and say that this love is not valid, or that it did not occur. Of course, there are false loves too that hurt us, but those who have done us good for any reason and who otherwise have ended, should not be overlooked, forgotten. Take everything as a lesson, a learning from life so that one's does not become as selfish as you are now.
Thank you for giving me moments... moments when I felt loved, understood, cared and cherished. I have a poor memory. I won't remember those moments probably. And if at any given time anyone would ask me about a favorite or treasured memory of ours, maybe I won't be able to say a single one. But, I know, I'll keep getting flashes of those moments, those memories at totally unexpected, random times.... while making my bed, doing dishes, travelling, in a long meeting, bargaining at a local market, lying ill in my empty bed... And I'll smile... For in that moment I'll know... no matter what my situation might be right now... there was a time in my life... when I was loved... when I was happy... I'll remember that simple gesture of yours, that silliest mistake of mine, those misunderstandings, that stupid fight... and I'll smile... Thank you for giving me moments... Moments that will be my strength... moments that'll make it less painful to breathe... moments that'll keep me alive... even without you by my side.