Disguised Love

Love is like gravity. A strange, freeing, compromising, emotion-filled pull that keeps us grounded, but at the same time  enables us to fly high and dream openly about our most cherished fantasies. It’s like a treasure chest filled with all our favorite moments that just mesmerizes us and evades the limitations of willingness and drowns us in an ocean of moments that capture our heart and souls every second of the day. When it hits you, it lifts you up and lightens your burdens , you feel like your dancing with butterflies in a sky lit with the northern lights. You fell like flying alongside shooting stars and you feel strong enough to be able to tame even the harshest streak of lightening. Every second seems longer, but yet somehow time begins to fly past you. Even an incident that occurred a year ago seems like it caught hold of you only yesterday.
Willingness, compromise, pain hope, happiness, disappointment and thousands of the emotions fill you up to the brim and somewhere lost among these emotions, you try and find your way to the surface.

But every time you get even near the top, near even a quarter of an understanding to what you’re going through, these emotions magnify and you find yourself buried under them all over again. You find a moment filled with happiness can lift you up past the tallest mountain and in almost a split-second, when you experience pain, that very same mountain feels like its been put on dropped of your chest, not allowing you to breathe. Love calms you down and that same love hypes you up to the extent that you feel like you can outrun even light if the person you love is standing at the finish-line as your reward for winning. You feel ready to take any bullet, hit or measure of pain for that person just as long as they remain happy, safe and protected.

You are at your most vulnerable… and that’s when love comes and stabs you so sharply in your heart that you are stunned and can no longer breathe or think.

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