After every fight you wait for that phone to buzz. After every argument you wait for that sad emoticon to pop-up and someone to say that they are missing you. After every disagreement you fight your ego to dial that number, face the slash and apologize so that every thing can go back to 'normal'. After every low you wait for that one warm hug. To every place that you go a memory awaits and in every new memory you desire their presence.
The fear of losing a loved one keeps you going back in spite of the distance, the wait, the unbearable pain, the endless tears (although the tissue box is over) and long sleepless nights. The laughs, the jokes, the giggles are much more important than all those stupid misunderstandings. The presence of someone dear; someone to love is greater than your ego. But how long can you hold on to someone. Once the pain subsides and the tears stop and you wake up from a long slumber, the fear is gone, and all that is left is a void and the strength to face yourself.
A friend once asked me if we could keep love forever. I did not have an answer (surprise, surprise! yes, there are times when I don't have answers, I am at a loss of words!). I still don't have an answer to that question. I still don't know if we can keep love forever. But I know that we can keep memories forever.
Losing a loved one is a lesson in living in solitude. And every memory of theirs guides you in the right direction and protects you forever.
To have one person in your life who loves you selflessly is luck. To have more than one is a miracle. And I believe in miracles.
This is for every one in my life who stood by me when walking away was the most sensible option; for every one who saw me when I was invisible :)
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