How love affects life.

Time heals, and flowers are beautiful.

That’s what we have been told before experiencing life through our own eyes. We spend so much time looking around with other people’s glasses and then, if we’re lucky, one fine morning, we get to look around with our own senses vibrating throughout our bodies. Our views on love have the ability to shake the ground and turn our whole world upside down. But this upside-down has its own layers.

To me, love is what lets us flow.

Love is what gives you the freedom to feel through all the emotions that come across. But love also gets hurt because it’s selfless sometimes, relates with every pain, refuses to leave a homeless empty house alone. Love builds over old houses and nostalgic hours. Love makes us wait for things even if we know it’s never going to appear in front of us. Like when a mother dies, the grown-up child still aches to hear their name in their mother’s voice calling them to the table for dinner.

To feel that emotion while sitting beside your living mother is how love affects life. To feel the absence of your best friend while she texts, “I’m here for you,” is how love holds on to us. Love holds our two hands like parents hold their toddlers while crossing the road.

One hand carries ache, another one carries comfort. And you can’t leave one out. Because when you do, it’s no longer an elixir, it turns into poison. 

A flower is beautiful to you, but if that flower is causing distress to the person you love, that flower is no longer serving you with beauty. Beautiful things can tear you up, apart from healing. And that way, love changes how you see
pretty things; it controls, but it flows right through and allows you to feel life closely.

Love is the sweetest sting; it makes you sit alone while a friend pats your back who is no longer in your life. It appears in layers, through the nostalgia of 3.04 pm, through the fragments of your past self, through the thought of waves crashing on the shore because you never watched an ocean.

Love shapes you, if you let it.

And I hope love found you, and I hope you felt your name called by it. Because when you respond to this greatest energy, you live.