Love is Forever

Magnetizing and Mesmerizing, I was in love with him since I was five. There was no one more beautiful than him. There was something about his aura that would pull me towards him all the time I gazed at him. You know we were those kind of lovers who would not question or begged each other for any answers, nor would we have to prove our love for each other. We were always there listening and feeling the silence one had to offer which no one would and could understand. He was serene, my angel and my enticing beauty. I could look at him for hours and feel him from wherever I was. He had lived a hundred years but he seemed that he was mine. He was lonely but he had so much affection to offer me without having any demand. I had longed for him every day and at winters it would become unbearable not to look at him. He was always there for me when I had passed my nights without any companion; with him I had never felt unloved and unwanted. He understands my emotional energies, and the feelings that make me feel comfortable and secure. Love based solely on emotions is pure and never dies. We were connected to each other and it has been written in my destiny by god, because he gave birth to me in the phase where he was my necessity and only he was required so much, to make me calm. He is forlorn and he’s a mirror to my soul. I smile with so many emotions and pain inside. Stars increase and decrease but his love is fixed and infinite. I howl when he promises me to go and come back when the time is right, but heart is sure he’ll always come back. I wonder what it like was to be like him, he was living for love and his love for me. I also wonder what it will take to reach him. With him I understood love was unconditional. He keeps a watch on me while I am sleeping and I can feel his light pass through my soul giving relief to my fire and desire to be loved. He would touch me and enhance my beauty, giving a shine to my humanly body. He was a sheer romance and it was because of his light and spirit I had known what it was like to feel love without having any physical interaction with anyone. He says he dies every morning because I yearn for him all night, yet it is my longing that he’s living for. He’s a symbol of love and lovers swear by him when they make all the vows. He’s witnessed Juliet and he tells me she was a beauty like me and Romeo was inspired by him. He says it’s beautiful when the wolves make love. It’s a pleasure to feel the absence and shed a few pearls from the sea of love when you miss your beloved. He tells me it’s a feeling in itself to witness a heartbroken lover walk alone with his shadow at night. He takes me to another world where I see the beauty in things I had never experienced before. He’s the one who make me sleep with his charming stories. He gives me a reconciliation that someone is there when the world leaves you on your own. I have heard people talking about him having a hole in his heart but all I see is his enchanting beauty, the hole is not inside him, he is inside a hole. And he lives in a void, scared to come near his lover, because he believes that is the place where he belongs.  It’s been more than twenty years now that I have loved him, but he still seems so far and lone. I cannot love anyone apart from him, because it’s him who will live and love me longer than me. I wish I could reach out to him, but everyone say I would have to fall in love with someone else who will take me to him. They say we all will one day become stars and then I will be with him. May be its true, my love story is incomplete and denied, I cannot have him, but my longing for him will never die and one day I shall become his favorite star, my Moon.