My friends still ask me about you and Everytime I hear about you, my heart dances like the little child who happens to go for a ride in the fair or have caught a Firefly in a jar.For them I am a hopeless Romantic .
But I feel we all have seen the Rainbow and felt the beauty of it to illumine even the hardest day?We all have felt the urge to count the brightest stars in the sky?We all must have been happy basking in the sunshine after the coldest Winter Nights or dance during the first showers of Rain after the cruel Summer Months.
The beauty of Love too is in it's Ephemerality.Love I guess is the most beautiful gift that can be given to a person in exchange of nothing.It is like the Dew Drops that beautify the dull leaves of our Life.
The sense of security holding someone's hand or the tenderness of the stroke of little responsibilities dawning upon us itself is Divine.Unfortunately Love is the most misunderstood feeling in today's time.I have seen people complaining about the spark being lost or the warmth of it subsiding which makes me ponder how can Love be like the freezing December nights,it's essence is like the Aurora Borealis radiant and warm.There are so many who crave for it and yet there are so many who fight for it.
I don't dislike you as you have gone,I feel lucky to have experienced the lazy noons doing nothing together,sleepy nights cuddling each other,stormy nights protecting each other and sunny mornings celebrating "Us".
Many call me stupid to have been stuck on you,but the truth is I will forever cherish the beautiful memories given by you like the fresh daisies of the wild or like the lucky coin got after months.Your warmth is still like the fireplace and your name still paints smile on my face like the one you see on the gleaming faces of the children hearing their favorite fairy tale.
No matter how old we grow can we ever resist ourselves from smiling looking at the silver lining behind the dark clouds or wanting to walk in a star studded night?Just because we have grown up,do we dislike the fairy tales we heard as a child? So how can I tend to dislike You?Your place will remain safe and precious in my heart like the Pearl in the Oyster-Lustrous and Magnificent ?