Who are you?

When I felt there was no love around me you were there to shower love on me.

When there was no one to listen to my bullshit you did.

When there was no one to stand beside me you did.

When I revealed myself to you, you never judged me.

When I wasn’t sure about myself, you built confidence in me.

When I felt everything was falling apart, you were there to fix things.

When I ignored you, you made me the centre of your world.

When I pushed you away, you came closer.

When I told it’s impossible, you gave me hopes to make things happen.

When I wanted you to change yourself, you chose to love me for who I am.

When I am all pessimistic about things, you showed me an optimistic side to it.

When I didn’t want to smile, you made me laugh with your silly humour.

Who are you?

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When love meets you

You might think when love meets you life will give you an hint that this is the person whom you have been wanting to meet all your life but, the truth is it is going to be as normal as every other moment. There are chances that you  might have not even expected that person to be your person. When love meets you might not even be ready for it. May be, you fail to recognize love when it meets you.
Love may not be the handsome guy you had dreamed about rather he might be someone who is totally opposite of handsome. Yet, he will love you like your mom, guide you like your dad, irritate you like a sister, lend shoulders like a friend and make love to you like your better half. Yes, Love comes as a package!

Love might not own a bungalow, love might not be luxurious but, love can give anything for you to make you happy. 

Above all, love might not be the guy you want but, he will be the man you need.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Open letter to the love life

Dear love,

I have no idea on what you have in store for me but, you have always made my hopes high on you. Thanks to social media, which constantly shows me posts related to love and relationships. People posts, page posts and even quiz pages reminds me about you and makes me worry about the non-existing love life of mine. At times, reading articles about you and seeing the level of importance people give you makes me feel like you are just overrated. Even then, I never stopped being hopelessly romantic.heart-700141_960_720

Some tell me that you are true only if you satisfy certain conditions. Others tell me something totally different about you. Can I really define you to be in a particular state only? I believe you differ from people to people based on the way they had seen and learnt to express you to their loved ones. But unfortunately, society never ceases to stereotype.

I do not expect you to bring a gallant and daring hero to my life but, I hope from the bottom of my heart that you would show me someone who chooses to stay by my side and face the ups and downs  that life throws at us, together. A man who wouldn’t judge me for the person I am. Someone who would hold my hand and never let go.  My hope on you started in my teens and it had never gone down a bit. I blindly keep looking for you in every prospective person I meet.

Are you ever going to make me meet someone like that? You might or you might not, but all I ask you for is stop setting my expectations high on you. I don’t want you to take me to people who are just going to hurt me. Enough of all the lessons you had taught by making me meet so many random and temporary people. I’m exhausted with all the dramas I have to go through when you step out of my life.

Every time you walk into my life, you make me feel that this time our connection is going to be different and every single time you walk out, I hope and fail on not to let you enter my life ever again.

Yours “lovingly”,

a hopeless romantic.Total

Open letter to the love life

Dear love,

I have no idea on what you have in store for me but, you have always made my hopes high on you. Thanks to social media, which constantly shows me posts related to love and relationships. People posts, page posts and even quiz pages reminds me about you and makes me worry about the non-existing love life of mine. At times, reading articles about you and seeing the level of importance people give you makes me feel like you are just overrated. Even then, I never stopped being hopelessly romantic.heart-700141_960_720

Some tell me that you are true only if you satisfy certain conditions. Others tell me something totally different about you. Can I really define you to be in a particular state only? I believe you differ from people to people based on the way they had seen and learnt to express you to their loved ones. But unfortunately, society never ceases to stereotype.

I do not expect you to bring a gallant and daring hero to my life but, I hope from the bottom of my heart that you would show me someone who chooses to stay by my side and face the ups and downs  that life throws at us, together. A man who wouldn’t judge me for the person I am. Someone who would hold my hand and never let go.  My hope on you started in my teens and it had never gone down a bit. I blindly keep looking for you in every prospective person I meet.

Are you ever going to make me meet someone like that? You might or you might not, but all I ask you for is stop setting my expectations high on you. I don’t want you to take me to people who are just going to hurt me. Enough of all the lessons you had taught by making me meet so many random and temporary people. I’m exhausted with all the dramas I have to go through when you step out of my life.

Every time you walk into my life, you make me feel that this time our connection is going to be different and every single time you walk out, I hope and fail on not to let you enter my life ever again.

Yours “lovingly”,

a hopeless romantic.

 

 

 

Likeness in hatred

I hate him. . .

When he makes me feel all alone.

When he doesn’t bother that I  exist.

When he turns to be a moron with attitude.

When he ignores me claiming to be busy.

When he makes me feel so obsessed about him.

When I can’t stop waiting for his messages.

When he makes me doubt his love for me.

When he acts cool when I’m mad at him.

When he gets annoyed with me rather than me getting annoyed with him.

When he puts me down.

When he treats me like a stranger.

When he gives diplomatic answers to my questions.

When his mind oscillates more than a pendulum.

When he says that he likes me but never acts so.

When he makes me feel like I’m nobody to him.

When he gives me hopes and let it fade away immediately.

Of all these reasons, I hate him the most for making me love him like there are no reasons to hate him at all.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Series of whys’

Why did you come as a friend and then a boy friend who finally turned to a stranger?

Why did you choose me over the others just to choose others over me?

Why did you say that you loved me when you didn’t mean it?

Why did you tell everyone that you like me when you weren’t sure about it?

Why did you tell that you will miss me when I’ll be gone when you wouldn’t give a damn?

Why did you make me believe in you completely and then made me feel like lost in the sea?

Why did you say it was all true when it was all a lie?

Why did you say that I make you feel happier and then said that I depress you more than anybody does?

Why did you say that you shall take my hand in marriage just to dump me in two months?

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Why did you come like a healer when you were going to wound me more?

Why did you set expectations about you, when you weren’t even close to those expectations?

Why did you make me feel like you are my everything and then left me in solitude?

Why did you say that you liked me for being myself and then hated me for those same reasons?

Why did you make me feel like I was in safe hands when I was in a trap?

Why did you say I was special to you and then said that I am nobody to you?

Why did you pretend to have a soft heart when you have heart made of stone?

Why did you give me reasons to stay when you knew this is not for a long term?

Why did you care when you don’t really bother that I exist?

Why did you appear like a waxing moon when you were just a waning moon?

Why did you give me so many memories that are hard to forget?

Why do you pretend like nothing ever happened between us?

Why did you wear a mask to hide the real you?

Why did everything start to fall apart?

Why did you think we weren’t going to be happy together?

Why didn’t you try to hold on to this relationship?

Why were you rude to me when I tried to sort the mishap?

Why can’t I just be as least bothered as you?

And. . .

Why the hell did you come into my life?

Series of whys’ keeps running in my mind with no answers!