When Love Came By

Have you ever seen love? Have you ever touched it? Have you ever seen your love embodied within a person? This perfect, little ensemble of everything you feel. She feels different, not the cheesy kind that you feel every time you find someone attractive; no, this one’s actually different; it’s not an attraction of what’s outside. It isn’t her skin that attracts you because to you, she is so much more than flesh and bones; she is an aura, a presence that brings a calm to the storm raging within you. On most days you’re your- over thinking- self but the moment you're around her all those thoughts drop, they give in to her gravity and for those fleeting moments you are finally happy. You can describe her in essays- pages after pages about her subtle nuances, every one of which you notice ever so carefully. You observe her every move; no, not like a creep, you don’t stare at her all day, that’s not how it works; but the little glances that you steat are enough to imprint onto you. You notice how her lips curve when she smiles, you notice how her buck teeth come out as she laughs and she shies away, hides her face behind her little hands. Every time you make a joke, she gives you a nudge to your arm and she laughs, and then you notice how her laugh isn’t tuned like every other girl’s. She doesn’t shy away from bursting out into a full-fledged laughter, nodding her head ever so slightly and then completely shaking it as she continues to laugh uncontrollably.  But that’s not all you notice, you also notice when she’s down. She doesn’t say it out loud, you just feel it because you know her, you understand her and you feel it in the air around her when she’s not at her best. But you don’t stop at that, you don’t just notice and let it go, you try to do something about it because you know that being left alone when you’re sad isn’t exactly the best feeling there is. You don’t care whether you’ll be perfectly able to change her mood or not you just want to try in hopes that she’ll turn to you and smile, tilt her head slightly and laugh lightly as she says “You’re stupid, you're very stupid." Oh, when she say that you know that all is well with your world again.
It wasn’t love at first sight, no, not at all. It wasn’t love at second sight either, it’s the kind of love that develops over time as you get closer with someone, the kind of feeling that grows, it grows into love. As you get closer you understand different layers of this person, she doesn’t have a two dimensional personality, she is a web of emotions – no, not tangled- her disorganized web of emotions is like a beautiful mess, it’s like the kind of chaos that brings order to life. In simple words, she is the sky. She is the lilac sky, a blend of red and blue, of love and the sadness it brings along with it. She is the rough storm; she is rage that knows no bounds. . She is also calm and quiet, the bringer of the soothing rain that heals the worst of wounds.
This kind of love is untainted, pure, a fairytale. Because almost always you shall find that when you get to this point, it’s one sided and if it isn’t then you are perhaps the luckiest person on earth.  Life is a lot more than just hopeless romance, but to a person who dances in the rain and stays up all night listening to the thunder burst, to someone who finds beauty everywhere he looks, hopeless romance- even if one sided- is the most beautiful thing ever.