Love

[[Sometimes]]

No matter how many times we fall in love, we somehow keep coming back to that one person in our head..... [[Andrew]]

<img src="fire.png" width="400" height="300"> Now a sixty years old man, sitting on a warm couch near the fire in his beautiful home in the suburbs. It's late in the night, he opens up his [[diary.]]

Which he wrote in his 20's. He [[reads.]]

<img src="1.jpg" width="500" height="300"> It was a pleasant evening. I could listen to the blowing wind which was everywhere in the surroundings. I saw a feather floating in it. It moved onwards. I followed the course of its sound. I began to: [[Walk]]

Above me was the maze of a celestial sky; below my feet, I could touch the reflection of its light. I : [[tripped]] [[stopped]] [[walk back]]

But did not stop. I didn't care whether my foot got hurt or not. Because I was so memsmerized in the smell which had twisted around my waist like a string and was pulling me towards it. I surrendered myself voluntarily. [[Move | Love2]]

And thought about it for a second. Where am I going ? Who am I following ? [[Still | Love2]]

I tried to go back but the anticipation of the unexpected kept me [[moving. | Love2]]

I was advancing further and further uphill until I reached the top. Then as I sat down to reflect what I was doing there, self invited to the wilderness I, a young boy of the city. [[City]]

Thinking of the city was just like dropping a big rock into the water beneath the hill. The water splashed and looked as if it was weeping. I said to it, "do not cry". It calmed down. As I said this, [[she]] appeared.

<img src="2.jpg" width="500" height="300"> Again the same beautiful eyes, those hair, that smile. She glided her radiance upon me. She came and sat beside me. We both looked above at the sky, reminiscing about the time we have spent together. My [[heart]]

Started beating faster. I said to myself "How can this girl be so close to my heart and I didn't know all along ?" She held my hand. She took me with herself to the castle of [[memories]]

Her hand was neither cold nor warm, as though she had not touched me. I took a deep breath. She said: "Nothing comes back completely the same. This is why we re-experience the variations of older events in our life." I said: "There is a spiritual world that moves around us. A feeling that never occurred before." She [[said]]

"You used to talk to me in exactly the same way. I used to believe you, because I wanted to believe you as always." I said: "At one point, you stopped walking and talking. You listened for something I could not hear. You turned again towards me. You told me sweetly that we always have a little more time, even if time is never given to us freely." I was [[afraid]]

At times, we associate love with that face, that voice and somewhere down the line we ask ourselves… Was that it? Was that my share of love? ......... [[END|Thankyou]]

I was afraid that all of this will end soon. This small moment that we are spending together is not going to last forever. I managed, my dear, to see you bid farewell to the light, just as the rest of us, move apart from each other as [[time passes by]].

It's the end, the two of us together. [[Tell her]] [[Hold her]] [[Let her go]]

Tell her how you felt about her. How she has changed you and your thinking. How much do you love her. [[Confession]]

It felt like a safe home which is built in her arms. We were lost but still we felt [[secured]].

I let her go. It hurts. But it would have hurted even more to hold on. [[Breath |END]]

<img src="4.jpeg" width="400" height="400"> I was not able to see anything. It started getting darker and gloomy. I had to stop to keep things normal. [[Be Normal|END]]

And still we felt [[loved]].

And still we felt we will be [[fine]].

And everything will be [[ok. |END]]