Lost Love

Love, a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection towards another person. Well seriously speaking i have that kind of attachment with my dog and also the same kind of attachment with my friends. So, is all of it love? Maybe some of us consider as a different type or rather different category of love. But, what i am talking about is the love between a couple, a girl and a boy, romeo and juliet, etc. In my short life that i have lived i have never been able to define love perfectly that it should differentiate between friendship and love. I dont know whether i can claim to have been fallen in love or not but i know this that i have had numerous crushes whole of my life. I can bet everyone of us will be remembering the first crush of our life.

What i have found so far is that love is an extended form of true friendship, i mean one can fall in love with their true friends or rather best friends (obviously of opposite sex). I say that because they will have all the qualities what u need in your someone special, most of the times (here i add most of the times because it is not always the case). Love, as i think or put it, is a wonderful feeling when you realize that there is someone who will always be on your side to comfort you in your bad times, hold u when you are tired, hug you when you desperately need one, and i can go on and on like this and i bet even they all can who have fallen in love. Am i right? I know i am. One will go out of his/her way to impress the person you love. Do things that they like, admire or love. Try to be their ideal partners. Trust them blindly (well this can be stupidity sometimes, and most of us are too possessive to trust but still we do). Blush when your friends mention their name. Those long phone calls, numerous chats, night calling packages for your mobiles, their cards, letters, gifts, chocolates,.....,...., etc are so so dear to us. Several promises are made, small cute fights, taking care when the other is not well. All these things make our life so complete that we think we dont need anyone else in our life. Our life is nothing without the people we love, that is the notion which we all develop. And we are happy!!

But suddenly one day, our dreamworld meets the real world. Our dreams, myths or whatever they were are shattered and smashed. As if the world come and say it with a loud orchestra "wake up! What were you even thinking". This happens when because of one or the other reason your loved one leaves you and suddenly for them you become a thing of past, a person who was after their life. They are happy to leave you because for them u were just another person they liked and then like to forget. Why do they do that? Do they like to play with our emotions? Do they suddenly realize that we are not good enough for them? Everything becomes sad and lonely. Each moment you remember those sweet memories and it is your heart that weeps.

Lonely moon

shines so bright,

bringing life 

to the darkest night.

Howling dogs can be 

heard from far,

along came a silent cry.

Deep from the urban forest

in the room so dark, 

the heart of a girl cried 

for her loved one.

Tears rolled down her eyes

sparkling like a diamond

in the moonlight.

Her empty eyes 

looked up to the sky,

 finding the Angel 

who made her smile.

Alas! Her search was in vain

he had gone away so far

abandoning her 

with a broken heart.

The lonely moon 

and the lonely heart,

made the shiny night

ever so dark....

This is precisely what we all feel or have felt in our past. But still we are living, thinking it to be the best as well as the worst part of our life. Gradually we tend to or rather learn to move one, but now with caution as well as care, for our broken hearts are now delicate enough to get hurt by the slightest trauma. We put on a strong face and incorporate a practical thinking aspect in our life. Showing people that we dont believe in love and never even want to get involved in something like this. We try to make as many friends as possible and move around in groups because being alone haunts us with the memories from the past. We are afraid to fall in love again, dreading that we might meet the same consequences again. Somehow, like this, and somewhere the 'love is lost' for us.

Next time, when u see a guy or a gal who does not believe in love, mostly chances are that the love is lost from their lives. And trust me it is very difficult to bring it back once "The Love is Lost"

Love

Isha