The frame on the wall speaks to me, in a language lost in memories of her. It was as though looking into a mirror, except that there wasn't one. She loathed them for they highlighted her flaws. She felt that the mirrors laughed at her, calling her a chimerical creature. Hence, she loved midnight when everything was dark and pointing out one' flaws was a difficult task.
It was madness though, for the flakes of winter were announcing their arrival. It was the end of November. The chilly weather worked like a seed for our soulful proximity. It wasn't physical, just plain platonic.
Never in my wildest dreams I thought that the most romantic thing in this world would be walking down the road under moonlight with cold winds covering us like a cosy blanket. A subtle yet dignified way of expressing admiration. Although, it is nothing but pure madness that makes one do certain things that seem frivolous at first but start to make sense once a revelatory realisation occurs. Of nothing but a feeling, a deep and pure feeling.
Love is always depicted as a flight of stairs. One goes upwards when a certain chronology is followed. That is how they do it these days, a pre-planned chronological procedure. Gone are those days when one could feel the heat from a distance. When actual fireworks used to take place, bestowing one with the feeling of satisfaction which can be mirrored when November descends into December. Transcending into a world that is astray whilst in the company of tranquility.
//Like a native shelter it protects us with appease of bewitchingly dignified intimacy//
jaya___Oh my gosh WHEN ONE COULD FEEL THE HEAT FROM A DISTANCE.... Beautiful AF and important to think upon....how we have commodified even love...with some steps and to do things...instead of mutual respect and trust
I really admire how the generations prior to us kept love. They never defined love. I mean how these days people are like you didn't do this, didn't do that, then you don't love me. I mean really? Is it that easy to unlove someone? And I agree with you, we have commodified love. It should be based on mutual trust and respect and not material aspects.
Thanks a lot for reading all these old ones, Jaya!
If you still have him/her till now keep going and be strong for each other, trials may come and it won't be easy ,celebrate the birth of Jesus sing to him, pray and thank him for everything .. MERRY CHRISTMAS ❤️ ( SPREAD LOVE).
Mirrors...it shows us what we wanted to see, what we wanted to fix, and what we wanted to change. Its only a meanse of reassurance. Its to reassure us that what we are now, what we have now is real and not an illusion.
Even if mirrors does not exist, that doesnt mean that we lose our self reassurance. As long as we are self conscious, we can still reassure ourselves that we are still us. We're still what we are, we still have the things that we have.
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