Another realm

I think it's crazy how when i describe you to people even now: long after we've stopped talking, they think I'm in love. But I find myself at a loss of words trying to explain what it is; so on most days i go along with how they put it. I've been in love before and this seems nowhere close, yet strangely beyond it. 

Do you think spiritual love exists or is that a fanciful notion? A feeling which can transcend this world and take you to a place you never knew existed. Is it romantic? I doubt. Romantic love demands presence. It desires being together as a consequence. Once you see there's no joint future, it fades away. It has to, to make space for a new lover. But were you a lover? Or did i need you to be? I hope not. I was happy to keep just a tiny part for myself and in myself; something which wouldn't have interfered with your life and at the same time would've given me a semblance of normalcy. 

I found myself clinging to that. It was scary how you walked away but that feeling didn't. It didn't hurt, it just left me confused. Did i imagine it? It also made me move a little further away from the world. What if i never find it again? What if i do and the result is the same? 

People say i need to accept that you moved on. But was i ever in your way? Probably just an annoying pop up in your head which you got rid of, after months of silence. So what difference does my acceptance make? There's nothing I can do anyway. 

People say I still feel this way because there's nobody who'd fit in as a replacement. But the truth is, there are plenty here, just not in the realm that matters.