It's so strange how affection works. The deeper the love, more is the unintentional manifestation. The beauty of the power is how carelessly it shows its colours, the possessiveness, the delicate care the multiple question in your head, the insecurities, the fear of living without that one person, the believe that the way you feel today is till the judgement morrow, the dedication and the promises to hold hands till forever.
All these feelings burdened on three magical words- I love you, i recall.
That's why it's falling in love, falling for a person over and over again each moment of everyday. When their voice soothes you, their breathe calms you down, their caresses enlive every sense of your body. And if I go on describing I will take me another lifetime maybe. And if it could happen twice, I would want to fall again.
*PLEASE SEE MY MOST RECENT POST FOR A RELATED CHALLENGE.
The lyrics in the image area are from the song "Brain Damage," which was written by Roger Waters in 1973, and performed by the English rock band Pink Floyd. It's a great song, by the way; so I've included the rest of the lyrics here in the caption. Let me know if anyone out there can relate.
BRAIN DAMAGE Written by Roger Waters The lunatic is on the grass The lunatic is on the grass Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs Got to keep the loonies on the path The lunatic is in the hall The lunatics are in my hall The paper holds their folded faces to the floor And every day the paper boy brings more And if the dam breaks open many years too soon And if there is no room upon the hill And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too I'll see you on the dark side of the moon The lunatic is in my head The lunatic is in my head You raise the blade, you make the change You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane You lock the door And throw away the key There's someone in my head but it's not me And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear You shout and no one seems to hear And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes I'll see you on the dark side of the moon. Copyright George Roger Waters 1973
They say I m out of the ashes unburnt And they mentioned I was coffee undissolved Oh did I say I was the kohl Spread over white marble I lacked lustre and dull glow I was shine and rarer black Not to be reasoned with my sibling Who was white milk beige And here I stood apart No where belonging To the family norms My aunts considerably worried Suggested paste and scrubs And secret creams all tested But my leather as stubborn it could be Didn't budge an inch I asked mother am I not your child She shocked asked, why Then why am I not mild She smiled and patted and Then spoke I wanted and prayed The best for you in everything While all colours adulterate soon But never ever black Made me happy and gay The lack of temporary Insight paved way I was not the one that only was Born this way I just didn't know the lack Was never a matter of fact Your values matter a lot . But you know I still blame my mother To have been born like that . The only difference I would never Ever change any bit of what I have