It’s been exactly eight years & fifty eight days since I felt something different for you for the first time, & in my short life of twenty something years so far, I found someone who had taken up an irreplaceable place in my heart, who I couldn’t remember what life was like without.
The beauty of young love is its innocence – the way you celebrate small wins like a massive war. You believe that nothing can tear you apart, because love is enough to fix anything. It isn’t. Love is nothing, if effort, compromise, sacrifice, trust & respect don’t uphold it.
You see, it’s not everyday that you find a person you can associate with home. It’s not everyday that someone thinks you’re worth holding onto even from miles away. It’s not everyday that you can hold a hand that fits so perfectly in yours, like a soothing bandaid on a painful wound. It’s not everyday that pieces of your broken heart feel stitched back together again. It’s not everyday that the thirst for mind numbing alcohol just evaporates.
Getting that one person for the whole life is not easy, you have to go through a lot but it definitely seems easy when you have that person’s hand in yours. But is that always the case? What if the feelings are not reciprocated, from where will you get that shoulder to lie upon, or that hand to hold on? This kind of love has its own beauty, unconditional, no demands, no expectations, not even the promise of meeting some day, just love and may be the wait.
So when you love someone, & the eventual road doesn’t seem to be easy, you stick around & work it out. You don’t just throw the most beautiful thing that’s ever happened to you away. You nurture it, you fight for it & you be careful with it. You hold onto it tighter than dear life, because deep down you know that the feeling of finding someone who’s the answer to every prayer you’ve ever made will not come again & again, & if you lose that feeling, you might never be lucky enough to get it again.
Its not always the person but that one feeling which makes you smile, cry, grow everyday, you get hurt but that pain seems a gift when you believe what you are doing will be worth doing someday.
No promises for love to remain, or the wait be for forever.. the only thing is what i had in my past and what i have in my present is you and is for you.
Again, i don’t know whether my wishes will reach you or not but..
HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAR ONE!!😊
………
Vidah (Chavi).
What a beautiful tribute!
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Thank you, Pooja☺
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You’re very welcome.
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The journey of Love…5 words….The soul cleansing ritual begins.😊
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Beautifully described! 💗
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Nice way to say happy birthday to the special one..
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Thank you 😊
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Such a beautiful, heartfelt tribute.
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Thank you, Sadje😊💗
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You’re welcome
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This is sweet!!!
Best wishes
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Thank you, Devang🙂
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Aww this was such a beautiful way to wish someone special ❤️
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Thank you, Candy😊💗
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Belated Happy Birthday to him! Beautifully written actually when we love someone madly then we can express such kind of words. Well shared 🙂
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Certainly!
I am glad you liked it and thank you for the wish😊
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Beautiful post.Happy Birth Day to your special one🌺❤️🌺❤️🌺❤️
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Thank you, Aruna❤😊
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Welcome with love,dear chavi!!💕❤💕❤💕❤💕
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Design …..Our hands intertwine
Fitting perfectly, as if by design
Your body so close to mine
Every curve fits so well, as if by design
Let’s leave last night’s fight behind
Let it be a blur and not ruin our design
Your lips lock with mine
Kiss me once more, again we intertwine.
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Very beautifully written!
Thank you for commenting.
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Such a nice and touching tribute!
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Thank you, KK.
Glad you liked it.
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These two things happened quite closely in my life:
1) First, one day, I tried to write a four line poem by doing rhyming. And it worked!
I started writing a diary in ‘the search’ of knowing myself.
2) Second, a few months later, I fell in love with someone.
It changed my point of view of seeing the world.
I learned to identify colours, measure depth, check fineness (quality), and expand my reach.
That someone is no more with me. But I have my gift of writing which I rethink, restructure and paint each day.✍️
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Something good always lies in bad situations, that’s my belief!!
I hope you keep discovering yourself 😊
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