Whenever I hear a beautiful love story about any two souls
How they met?
How they fell in love?
How they knew that he/she was the one?
There love stories, the little things they do for each other and the feelings they have for each other
make me swoon…
make me want to know more
make me want to know every second of what they went through
how they got to where they are know
all the effort, all the pain, all the laughs, all the gains
that led them to where they are, now.
And then, I share their love story
with other people, friends, family, sometimes even strangers.
They all show great interest, like me
they all want to know everything about them, like me
they all want to know where they are now, like me
We talk about them,
know more about them,
make our own assumptions and stories,
to add more to their love
And then, we get a little envious,
a little disheartened,
a little sad,
a little disappointed,
a little depressed,
a little miserable,
a little dejected.
Which leads us to wonder,
why not us?
why not you?
why not me?
why do they?
why do her?
why do him?
If only… finding love was easy.
If only… falling in love was easy.
If only… finding the one was easy.
If only… opening your heart was easy.
If only… taking a chance was easy.
If only… trusting someone was easy.
If only… getting a forever was easy.
If only… finding Love was easy.