“Stephen kissed me in the spring,
Robin in the fall,
But Colin only looked at me
And never kissed at all.
Stephen’s kiss was lost in jest,
Robin’s lost in play,
But the kiss in Colin’s eyes
Haunts me night and day.”
- Sara Teasdale
Love is a strange emotion. It can give us the unbound happiness and belongingness. It can also hurt us beyond tolerable limits and lead us towards estrangement.
As they say, time and tide waits for none. Life moves on. But, the ache that unrequited love gives is humongous. More so when the same was reciprocated once.
Sometimes, I fail to understand why we fall in love at all. And, how time drinks away that love drop by drop is still a mystery.
Those love that survives the test of time are rare.
If we are meant to part, why do we meet?
If we are supposed to forget, why do we remember?
Love, my boy, is a strange emotion.