Saturday, September 17, 2016

...for the love(s) of my life

It can start with friendship
And some say it is at first sight
It also starts with infatuation and lust
Whichever way it begins, love is beautiful
It is overwhelming and refreshing like the waterfall
Its tides and waves washes away the senses
The feeling is pure, unadulterated and stupid
It controls your whole, down to your limbs
You are like a zombie, but with a radiant smile
Nothing else matters but your love
The fear of love leaving is unthinkable
The thought of the trauma if love leaves unimaginable
You close your mind to reasoning
You live in a paradise created by you
A paradise you live in with another being who is not aware

Like a bad dream in a tragic movie,
Everything comes crashing
What you dreaded the most comes to reality
The love you thought would never leave, just did
You question ‘why’, ‘how’ and ‘what’ and regret ‘if’
You wish to turn back the hands of time to those beautiful moments
You sleep in tears and wish you remain asleep
The future looks blank without your love
Foods taste bland because love is missing
Family and friends consoles you, you’re irritable
Songs on the radio are deliberately played to hurt you

Love remains love because you think love will return
Everyone is an enemy except your love
As it dawns on you that love won’t be back,
The love gradually transforms into hate
The one you loved becomes loathed
The moon-lit face you dreamt about becomes annoying
The intensity of the hate equals that of the love you once felt

As days interchange with the night,
new hobbies are picked preoccupying the mind
Some other things now bring happiness
Nothing matters anymore, everything matters and all is valued within limits
There is no room for hate for the one you once loved
There is not even room for the stupid version of love to be wasted on anyone
At this point, indifference sets in
The feeling that can be used to reduce someone to no one
Onetime love does not annoy nor spark happiness
One time love becomes the insignificant face like the hundreds we see in the market

Please love me and I’ll be happy; if you hate me, I’ll feel important; but if you are indifferent towards me, I become no one