Satanic curses..

To love someone and to be loved in return is a luck gifted to few.. It may exist in various forms. The love between parents and child, between husband and wife, amongst siblings, friends, between teacher and student, master and pet, so forth and so on. Then again, despair always goes hand in hand with love. If you are in love, you are bound to fall in despair one time or another. Either because your loved one is in pain or because the loved one has given you pain. Maybe the distances are too long… Maybe the connection isn’t that strong… Or maybe it’s you are just not good enough to deserve them…

Either way, it hurts like hell. And then you begin to question yourself- what was it that went wrong? Was it me? Was it her? Am I unlovable? What was it that I lacked?
Satan would serenade the bearers of grief if only he knew what it felt to lose out on your love. Yet, you try to make sure that the person whom you loved lives a life of harmony.

Time goes on… Life moves ahead… And then, at one corner of the road, when you least expect it, you find someone who loves you in spite of yourself. One who embraces your qualities and faults with aplomb and is ready to walk the extra mile just to wish you luck on your journey. You feel alive, important, confident, and most importantly, loved. Someone somewhere is sad just because you aren’t there. A tear has your name smeared all over it. You have something that no one else in the world could ever have… It's the most beautiful, the purest heart, a blessing of Aphrodite…

And then, it happens… You make her cry…

When she’s sad, the world becomes your enemy. You are ready to rip apart the very reason of her sadness. You are mad with anger. Mad enough to cross over to the other side and blast that wretched Satan right through hell. Mad enough to stab God in the chest repeatedly and order him to right all wrongs. And dumb enough not to grasp that the very reason she’s crying is the one rascal who is too lame-brained to value her love.
If only there was a way to turn back time, to reverse your undoing, to bring back that serene smile and to brighten up those cheeks… Fate is a fickle friend!
She doesn’t know what it’s like getting up next morning feeling hopeless. Feeling like the love of your life is with the wrong person (YOU!!). But at the same time, hoping that she still finds happiness, even if it’s never gonna be with you…

Dedicated to the special someone who made a boy so happy that he forgot altogether what it was like to be hurt…

2 comments:

  1. beautifully expressed.. just lovely.. :)

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  2. It had to be! Aftr all, its about sum1 really special ;)

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