Love

Love...

What it is..

Just a word?

Or a feeling..

Or something entirely different from what we know of it...

Love is in the way our parents held us when were born,

Love is in the stranger that gave us a smile when we were about to cry,

Love is in the first rays of sun that enters through the windows,

Love is in the dreaded darkness of the night...

Love is in the way you kissed your sibling when they were scared,

Love is in the first hug you got from your kindergarten friend,

Love is in the words you spoke to that lonely beggar sitting on the pavement,

Love is in the three words he spoke to her when they were needed the most , "You are strong"..

How easily we misjudge love..

How easily we say love is pain..

How easily we confess that love hurts..

When deep down in our hearts,

We all know it's the most positive emotion that could ever exist..

Is it love when she wants him to be just hers?

Is it love when a mother wants her child to be just an engineer or a doctor?

Is it love when you get angry if your friend found a new best friend?

Is it love when we think we can't live without someone?

Is it love when we say we can die for them to prove that we love them?

Is truly all that, love??

Or is it just us claiming our mixture of emotions for each other to be the purest form of love..

Or just something that we need, we yearn for, and when we don't get it, it's love to be blamed for...

Love makes you strong,

It gives us the power to let go,

To understand that some strings are not meant to be attached,

Love is not always about a fairytale with a happy ending,

It's actually about the real happiness we feel from the within of our hearts irrespective of what we have or what we lost..

Love is not an addiction,

If I get used to you and not get over you,

That's not love,

But yeah,

If I make you feel claustrophobic and I realise that,

And for that I change my actions or I just release you from me, that might be love...

Love might be told us to be a beautiful song,

With rhymes and music,

That make us feel good all the time,

Or might be told us to be a heartbreaking tragedy,

With tears and aches,

That takes away from us the reason to live...

But it's upto you and me,

It's upto us what to feel,

What to know about this word called love,

This valentine's day,

Let us realise the true meaning of one of the greatest emotions of the living beings,

And explore it's eternity,

Because it's not about stars after all,

It's about the kismet that you decide to write,

With love,

Or just with the idea of being in love..