He only knew how to love her. He didn't know how to show it. He didn't buy her beautiful gifts, nor did he help her in her housework. But you could frequently find him gazing her from afar. Trying to make sense of the feelings he felt towards her. Trying to find answers of why the dull looking eyes surrounded by heavy bags didn't bother him.
Something unlikely sparked in his heart every time he saw her. The feeling of unconventional happiness and immense love. He couldn't dare look away from her. Her not so captivating smile meant the world to him.
Only years later, he decided to do something about it. He wanted to show her love. The love he now not knew how to control. His eyes showed the passion and the actions its outcome. Learning to live for her didn't seem like he was cheating with his own life. Learning to cook, learning to watch reality shows didn't seem as dramatic.
He wanted to see the world from her eyes and in many times she reciprocated. She would wear the mismatching pair of socks in early winter morning just so that she could join him for the run. She smiled with her empty tummy and sacrificed her hour of sleep for what she felt was more important. She spent her time to love him.
Both of them only later realized how simple love was and how they had complicated it all these years, trying to find flaws in it rather than the fines. All that was needed was the willingness to love each other, no matter what life threw in their face.
Sure, there were days when she snoozed the alarm and he burnt the food but what helped them get through was a smile, an argument and most importantly the understanding of the fact that, if it weren't for one of them, how dull another one's life would be.
This makes me weep! This makes me want to love more. This makes me not want to give up. My perfect relationship becomes more perfect. I want to love her like no one has ever. I could so easily fall for you. Ask you to grab something for me and hold your hand instead. And be proud about being able to hold your hand. Writer, I don't mean to upset you, or offend you, but you make me want to love more. Your writing doesn't need to be the source of only your strength, it can provide strength to others too.
ReplyDeleteI am happy to read that the post makes you want to love. I encourage you to love because we need it more out in the world, now more than ever. Also thank you for the read. Love Bless! =)
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