There is so much that you’ve taught me, through the years.
You’ve made me fall in love with people, when I wanted to reach out to them, but couldn’t because you wouldn’t let me. You made me crave for them in a way I knew only love can.
You’ve made me fall out of love with people when you crept in between us, and reduced years of togetherness to just a small “Hi. How are you? I have been good. Are you busy right now? Sure, will call you later.” over the phone.
You’ve made me cry and howl and throw things across the room, frustrated that I couldn’t have the one person that I wanted to have in my arms right then.
You’ve made me spend days, months, years, in anticipation of just an hour long meet, which I would then cherish for the next few months to come.
You’ve made me wish like a madman wishes for sanity, not knowing how to get rid of the chaos in his head; and you’ve made me learn that everything is temporary, except very few things and relationships.
But then, you’ve also made me believe more in love.
You’ve made me believe that no matter what anyone says, love is always enough. If two people really love each other, even you can’t let them be apart at heart.
You’ve made love even more beautiful, more powerful.
That burst of happiness that I feel on meeting the person I love after long, makes me sure that this love is never going away.
You’ve made love stronger for me.
Because I know, if we could brave through you, nothing else is hard enough.