Dear ......,
Because at some point of this not-so-courageous, not-so-strong, not-so-hopeful battle called life you happen to lose your step. You end up forgetting that you want to see what lies next, you forget how much you would miss it otherwise. And in that moment of disarming, alarming hopelessness, that moment of utter despair you happen to meet some hope. Hope and everything that you have ever wished for, with and without your knowing, coming in front of you in one human manifestation.
And if you are fortunate enough as I have been, you get an incentive.
A love that leads you astray, takes you to become that person you a badly wanted to be yet were so afraid of. A love which renders the world a little less important. One that holds your hand, owns your heart, tugs at your every emotion with a frightening ease yet frees you more than you ever imagined. One that adds a spring to your every step and adds a rosy hue to the most grotesque picture that life is capable of painting. A love that lends you the air it breathes yet leaves you breathless, love that holds you ashore yet drowns you. A love that compares to no other. A love so much like you.
Am I exaggerating? Am I romaticising that idea too much? Girl, that's too unreal, eh? Too fantastic to be true?
Alas! Maybe that is where we go wrong. Maybe we weren't meant to be this great, focused, ambitious lot. Maybe we were meant only to be those little, frivolous, romantic, fantastic, wayward, lost thrusts with destiny....maybe that would suffice for me.
Waiting for the turn that has been waiting for us somewhere.
Yours always
Someone your own