I closed my eyes to sleep at night but god i couldn't sleep for a single while,i watched the moon , stars how they sparkled so bright in the dark sky,their shine made me believe that someone is there waiting for me in some other dimension, somewhere far away from here where i am standing who is maybe just like me asking all the magical , stupid yet beautiful questions to moon . maybe in different corners of the world , people love each other like this only. if someone close to their heart dies, just a stare at the stars is enough to heal their wounds with a hope that someday their someone special will fall for them from such heights to earth again like shooting stars.for some people its all about , just one look at the moon, that reflects nothing but their longing for their love of life yet just the stillness of the moon gives so much of peace, relief and stability to them and its all for the unrequited love . and for some people, its all about laying down on the grass underneath the stars with their most loved person in their life and for some , its about embracing the distances between them doesn't really matter, whether their near one is staying up on the end of the other line , it doesn't separate them, the boundaries, borders, countries and wars and it never really had and it can never. everyone will always have a love story to share, carry, treasure and hold and when they are done with all of their monotonous tasks of daily routine and crawl up to bed and close their eyes , then something magical happens that can't be told or expressed in words because its there where the real story starts, a beautiful dream is being played in their mind that they want to rewind again and again but mornings break those beautiful dreams and the distance between the nights, sleep and dreams is the only reason behind their growing love for each other.
But sometimes it just hurts, the memory of the person that you can't have , sometimes you have to let go , sometimes crying hard is not the only option. and the saddest part you can't even hate the person for not staying up.
those lovely souls who makes us something by not showing faith in us like others but for having faith in us, those who not give up but fight for us till their last breath , they nurture, protect and guard us like a mom nurture her baby. they save us from our demons that may bring us down to our feet.
so the only way they feel this unconditional love is by thanking stars, nights, moonlight because to them its not the time to sleep , its the time to go in the memory of the thief of their heart.
it gives them the power to stand on their feet again and this time alone,the land takes all their weight. its but obvious that all fairy tales are incomplete and its such a pain to live with this bitter truth. still, romeo and juliet live forever in our hearts, mind and souls.
you will have your last love and you will know it when you will have it but you never know when your last dream will happen, make it count in your bucket list to see an enticing dream even if it seems to be horrible because of loss of someone , even then never hate it . its the only thing that's yours , cherish it.