Maybe That's it

What is love? Everyone has their own definition.I have mine too. As a child I used to pray that no guy should ever like me because I knew how sensitive I was when it came to the matters of heart. I didn't know the intensity but I had an idea. As I grew up, life threw at me a chance to fall in love..it was picture perfect. But then of course it had to end..life is not always what you want it to be like. My world came to an end...the innocence I had protected for 18 years of my life was almost lost. I made mistakes and hurt myself never bothering to share what it actually felt like with anyone. That is when I realized how important it is to be with someone in their darkest of times.. especially then! As each and every second passed by I could feel all that pain..the pain that I had thought could kill me..but then all deaths are not visible. And those types are the worst. So what is love.. It is loving and hating that you love at the same time.. It is when you tend to replay all the good memories again and again forgetting about the bad ones It is when you still care even though that person has moved on long ago. It is knowing all that and still wishing the best for them.. It is still remembering and laughing at their jokes And it is when your heart stops expecting their visit back to you with them and their memories still in there. The memories that will be enough to never let you love the same way again..but also that will never let you be stuck to that same person forever. To all the people having fun out there..being a girl I would speak from my side.. have all the fun but never hurt an honest heart. For you may love the innocence and mock it because it makes your job easier..but you might in the future crave for exactly that innocence when you'll be done with all the fun which eventually you all will be.. And then you'll realize what you had is what you always wanted..but you gave it all up,didn't respect it,why? Because life's too long and there are 7 billion people to meet. What you're forgetting is that life is not that long and you'll never be able to meet each and every person on this planet. So hold on to that person and never let them go. Have all the fun you want to have with that one person..that should be the new cool! Try..it's worth it. And somewhere if you believe they deserve much better than you..stick harder to them. After all..love with innocence is rare as that is the most honest. Once lost you might not get lucky again. "Think we got another memory in the making..so baby let's take it.. Slow as a Mississippi Strong as the 5th of whiskey Steady as the Tom petty track I wanna love wanna love you like that Deeper than the sunset sky Sweeter than muscadine wine All night till the sun comes back I wanna love,wanna love,wanna love you like that"

Away

When you find yourself folding pages of a magazine that you want "love"to read only to realize that they've been kept like that for too low Love is difficult. And maybe that's why it's worth it.ng and need to be sold off.
You are in a Long distance relationship, my friend. The smell of cinnimon that takes you back to that coffee place where you guys enjoyed the best cake and roasted chocolate cookies on a cold winter evening, and suddenly you find yourself akwardly gaping in front of the store, blocking the door way. You are in a Long distance relationship, my friend When conversations with your friend remind you of the funny things that love did when he was a kid, and leave you behind an unexplained smile. You are in a Long distance relationship. But as you see the sky painted in shades of orange and think about all the adventures you want to have with him wiring your mind to calculate the money you need to save for that holiday You are in a long distance relationship, my friend. And sometimes, you will find your self sobbing in front of your window because there are only so many words you can say to fill those spaces between you and him. But isn't that why we value this emotion so much?

-Anagha Shevade

Daily Thought #23

About Time

It's easy to preach but hard to face Mind knows the path but the heart fails to concave Nothing matters and everything seems grave The sole urge is to cry and wail The stab deepens and the wound widens Every second this life hardens Nothing holds meaning life seems to fail The sole urge is to cry and wail A year passes The heart gets stronger and the mind gains weight The same situation is dealt with a different game The outcome is favourable and life seems great Now success appears in it's best taste Yes my dear that failure was meant to weave the way