Hug day, Feburary 12th, 2020.
There was something in her hug! Something, that I felt, I experienced,
but was never-ever able to explain in words.
Something, like a 'power'. Yes! There was a power in her hug. A power, that changed me & my life forever. Something that made me (a small town boy, who was never been hugged, even by the male friends), belive in the power of a hug.
Something, like a flow of 'energy'. Yes! There was an energy in her hug.
An electric... no! A cosmic... no! Rather a divine flow of energy, energy that made me belive, I existed. Man! for the first time in the decades of breathing,
I felt alive.
There was an 'aroma' in her hug. A fragrance! Fragrance of her skin.
Fragrance of her body, blended with her sweat. Fragrance that gave me an aromatherapy. A therapy that ignited my soul. A fragrance that even after years, I still feel, each and every day, without a miss.
There was 'love' in her hug. Yes! There was love. Pure. Divine. Love.
The love that I felt. The love that she felt. The love that 'we' felt. Love that made me believe, in the magic of love. In the magic of her love. In the magic of 'her'.
I miss her hug!
I miss her!
I love her!