Ever wonder...

While brushing my teeth, IDK why I was think what would V say at my funeral, I had a feeling....

While driving to work, the same thought came. Then the thought about what is love – kept haunting me – it’s definitely not romance or grand gestures. Maybe it is if it’s coming from place of affection.

But just that is not love. Being in love is showing that you care. Helping out and clearing obstructions from each other’s way, encouraging, trusting and spending tiny bit of time with the opposite person.

I felt something in me breaking like crumbling today. I’m not angry anymore, my wishes my hopes are not dear anymore to me. I’m not seeing what I use to see but I’m not shocked by it. I have come to accept the simmer of heat slowing fading away.