Everything we did made way for everything we got
For someday maybe to realise that we have everything,
or what we have is everything.

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In this world of wanderlust,

Will you stay with me for a minute?
A minute which promises me something more than an year full of adventures.

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Does loving hurt?
Did we ever agree on giving each other a bout of pain everytime one of us does something the other didn't want?
And had this injury been still hitting us, had we not made promises?
Was it ever agreed between us that we will have no provisions on sharing this pain caused by each other?
Or was it understood that loving was so tender that when held tight had aching attached with it?

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What was that magic that didn't just made me stay; but made me never wanting to leave him.

Inspite of all the reasons promising relief from the harm I was doing to self for him, there was something that could held me bound in his spells that each time I wanted to leave I would do something to stay longer

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When a crack first appeares on ground and isn't made to be filled immediately, it travels slowly and steady gets stronger yet unnoticed until it cuts all through the soil and in the parts covered with lush green vegetation in an unstoppable manner.
Until then the ground itself did't know it was on drought.

Sadly the human heart is that similar innocent drought prone soil which allows the cracks to penetrate deeper deeper unnoticed and unalarmed until it chokes the aorta.

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The scriptures said:

'All good and perfect things come from above'

And I knew that it was true when;
It showered snow from the heaven above
upon the mountains we found our love.

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Out where all of it was wrapped within the leather covers of old English writers works
Trapped by the perfect words, embellished by the flawless flow of universe.
Was what the novels have always told me about love.
Until I met a soul and found mine soothing with it. Which told me of how not just humans but souls existed.
He wasn't that good with words and this logophile mind of mine didn't deal to learn without words.
The only thing that I could believe is that, of all the souls that exist his and mine are the same ❤️

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Maybe the only answer to what are we doing is,
'Marking the difference between loving and staying together.'

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On how it's okay to be soft,
Soft and still not week
Strength can be tensile too .
Not all hard things are strong
Brittleness is common in the world around me.

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"Did you ever smile and cry at the same time?"

"Yes, when he kissed me for the first time."

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