If lovers didn't fight,
Love would not have existed.
In love, you need to indulge in fights-
Be a little louder than usual,
Complain, argue
Cry.
Do the fiercest of things
Shut room doors randomly,
Sit alone,
Make single coffees,
Read books pretentiously,
Die out of jealousy
And go crazy
Beyond cardiac and cranial responsibilities.
And once you have released
All the anger and fury,
Love will bind you back,
Love promises to bind you back,
Stitch your pages
Into a book.
This will happen,
This needs to happen.
For,
Love
Demands
Everything.
And, everything includes both
The Good
And the Bad-
And that is why
Love is
Everything.
That is why,
When lovers fight,
The fight ends with a
Criminal
"I love you."
And that is why,
Love is love
And not anything else.
But remember-
If lovers didn't fight,
Love wouldn't have existed.

- Mui aka saintbrush.com

I imagined having conversations with you that we might never have again. 

I was watching a reality show about a couple coming together and asking each other truthful questions about their relationship. This one man said the one of the most beautiful and honest things about love itself.

"Maybe it's 3 months, maybe it's 6 months, 

maybe it's a year. 

But we know how to climb back up this hill 

and get back here. 

And I will do that as many times as I have to."

Sure, the starting of a new relationship is beautiful.
The rate at which our hearts beat,
how we blush when we look into each other's eyes,
how the conversations never seem to end because we are getting to know each other and
how awkwardly we may hold hands or kiss for the first time.

Yet, I would rather go to the phrase where we are so fucking comfortable with each other.
Where we do not have to dress to impress,
where I could just hug you as and when I want without the awkwardness,
where all our flaws, physical or not, do not matter anymore.
Like how I could tell you my deepest darkest demons yet not having to worry whether you would judge me.
Or how I could look so ugly crying in your arms, with my hair bun up and my face without makeup.
And how I don't have to trim my brows or wax my legs.
How we could just go on for period of time without saying a word yet completely understand what the other is thinking.
How we could just cuddle all day in our pyjamas, catching up on shows or movies together.

And yes, we may ended up doing things for each other "out of habit", but because you spent so much time together, it would naturally turn into habits despite you liking the term or not.

Sure, the initial sparks may fade, the butterflies in our tummies may have flown away and our hearts may not beat as fast as before.
But that doesn't mean love has fade, it just means we have reached another level of love.

How we are so comfortable showing our flaws so ever nakedly in front of each other and knowing you will still be there, no matter what.

Isn't that even more beautiful instead?

#thingsIthoughtofonthebus

" all I want is nothing more,
to hear you knocking at my door"

Dear me,

Please stop doing stupid things and embarrassed yourself. Please stop doing things that will make 50 year old you be disappointed in 22 year old you.

What if the sun and moon are star-crossed lovers that only meet once every eclipse?

What if the stars in the sky are actually our little guardian angels, letting us know that we are not alone?