It terrifies you, doesn’t it?
The way she loves you, the way she finds you in the words you never said, the way she knows the depths of your heart, the way she looks into your eyes as if she has known you for a thousand years. You find moments of eternity when she smiles and you don’t know how to return a love like that. She is a hurricane of thoughts sweeping you away, making you waltz to her rhythm. It won’t ever be easy, she is made up of truth and chastity and fire and lightening. She will challenge you to become your supreme best; an ideal man, her man.
You were scared of that boundless beauty, weren’t you?
She stood an inch away from you gazing at the fading hues of horizon across the blue of the sea. You stared at her from the corner of your eye hoping she thought about you the same. Your shirt matched the beat of her dupatta dancing with the wind, a cacophony of theirs. She tucked a strand behind her ear, and you longed to caress her. With her, you felt for the first time ever that you belonged to someone. You felt you were home after a long time and lately, you had forgotten how beautiful that feeling was. You felt accepted, loved and admired and pacified. But you stood rooted to the ground drowning in your insecurities, letting her go.
The sun had left its imprint on the horizon promising to meet again; a declaration of love.
She turned towards you, facing your demons, accepting your fears and standing tall against the world. She held your hand in hers and for a brief second, you felt rescued. You knew she was yours to keep. She told you that she loved you to the moon and back by just looking at your eyes, something that you couldn’t do for so long.
That night, the stars burned a little brighter. And since then, whenever they got a chance to peek through the window, they danced a little too.
But what, if you are not worth any of her. I know it scares you, owning such a precious thing, always comes with a price. Have you paid it just yet, or are you going to pay it your entire life?
Why wouldn’t you let her go? Wouldn’t that be an easier thing to do?