There’s always one person who loves more, bleeds harder in the relationship. The one to endure pain with a sparkle in the eye. The one to say the first sorry and the last goodbye. The one who compromises with a smile.
They hold pride in the relationship and not in their ego. They live for the other person.
We have weak hearts. We are so habitual of feeling hurt and dismay that our meagre souls can’t digest love for long without having its after effects. We flutter with joy and get off balance. We can’t think straight, we are so carefree and natural. The true you. Love pierces through our impermeability and we flow with love. People in love lose themselves in the euphoria. They lose touch of the externalities. They forget life is a perfect amalgamation of imperfections.
Love like any other thing needs to be cooked, made, remade with constant efforts, effortlessly. We can’t shut out the needs that arise from true love. We need to try to make the love last with us. We need it to stay to make us warm. We need it to feel more intense, breathe more freely, live fully.
To keep the balance and love with us all the while, the one needs to take in charge and be the fighter, the risk taker, the giver, and a total hero in the relationship. That one is created by situations and circumstances, the one knows the power of love and wants to keep it. The one strives to love, to be loved in times of grief. The one remembers the taste of love and stays unrelished till love is served again.