Our love is always simple

Our love was simple, very simple. Well, love is always simple. It wasn’t about the appearance, about family status, about color, about personality, about the profession, it was purely simple and authentic. We saw each other but nothing came in front of it, just those twinkling eyes making their way to our souls. We smile simply with a beautiful simplicity that expresses more than words. We loved the music, extra-cheesy pizzas, and dreamy imaginations, these weren’t extraordinary but love always stayed in these little things. Just like you and me, tiny creatures on this teeny-tiny planet. Whatever it is but I absolutely loved them. Those deep conversations, extraterrestrial life discussion, ambitions, flawed habits, a bit of ego, and more connections, they hit differently every time. There was some grace in me liking rainy weather and you preferring sunny days, me liking coffee and you preferring coke, you being a social butterfly and me being reserved persona, me considering myself a diva and you staying grounded, it was something out there. That one right love says it all. This right love does it all. A lone wolf found its companion. Possibly, the countless stars as firecrackers are celebrating this love, our love. Love personified. It’s beautiful.

Away from the hustle and bustle of the thought process lies one corner of peace which I found with you. Those little concerns, little tantrums and a little sprinkle of care, that small appreciation, that little motivation, those cute little reminders for expression of all, they are all so cute. The first thought, last thought, and everything in between of you every day is something I will not be okay to lose. Even if you surpass me in success and happiness, I would still be a winner. You know, that state of mind when you win even if you lose, ugh it’s such a lovely feeling. No extra attention added to this aesthetic heavenly world with you. Gracefully, a heart found a home in another heart. This home engulfed all negative energy that is bothering her, taking all the weakness and scattering beautiful colors from her. She was stable in love, stable from within what she was made up of, made up for. There is no place for calculations of currency rather a calculation of the path we walked together. Luxury doesn't fascinate us. What fascinates me is just the ‘best from the basics’ and being present in all possible forms. Somewhere we are minimalists, I would like to believe. Instead of tall buildings we loved dwelling in the green meadows and lying down counting stars.

The respect for each other’s journey, craving for constituents of soul yet giving each other some personal space, it makes us. Understanding each other’s personal space to grow as a person has been a strength. There were movies being idolized as romance but love really sparked building healthy relationships. We are not mature, it makes us cold fish. Immaturity in maturity is a perfect bond. Of course, the bad days are present but what does matter is us, only us. There is fantasy and there isn’t, so complicated yet too beautiful. I wouldn’t say it was always glossy but it has faded. But we make maximum effort to bring that charm again, sometimes I put on more weight, sometimes he does. Haha, it surely is one hell of a ride but it is worth it. A tincture of the childish act and mature potion that’s what makes us really make cute moments for us. Thankful for every alienation that made me a happy camper. People who love in a simple way always create a life more thrilling. (Always love)