Love
The four letter word is the most powerful word one can come across, a feeling that consumes you so tight that you don't know what hit you so hard. It keeps you safe, strong and brings out the best in you or it makes you week, vulnerable and takes you to the darkest corner of your heart. The feeling that confuses you beyond believe.
So the story starts when you meet someone special without knowing how special they would become eventually and how utterly torturous it will be when you are near him but so far away from him at the same time. One can only think of knowing someone for nearly ten years and all of a sudden there is this constant voice that yells to grab his attention to make him notice you. You would do anything to put a stupid smile on his silly little face, the thing is he is your buddy bestest buddy who knows you in and out, the mood swings, the dilemma the naked ugliness of your personality.
Now the big question is how do you make him see the rosy picture you dream every time you hear his voice or see his face. The longing to be in his arms all cuddled up like a baby feeling the blanket of safety wrap around you protecting you from the unfair tormented world is not the only thing. You fell in love with the notion of being in love with someone who is capable of understanding all of you and not judging regardless of your mistake. Giving him in return all that is dear to you like your trust, unconditional affection, love and undivided attention and to be able to tell him its ok to take it easy and to lean on you a bit for emotional support and bare his soul on me for a change, to be able to bring out the child within him.
He all of a sudden becomes the most important person in your life and everyone else takes a back seat and the insecurity of you not being the one for him becomes a constant nightmare and giving out hints never seem to work as he is just plain oblivious to your change of heart, for him you are still the girl next door who is one of the guys he hangs around with and goofs around. Life takes you many places and you wonder how the hell did you end up loving your best friend? Does the pain of not being able to tell him about your feeling ever stop, will you ever be able to be one with him without the insecurities? Questions you keep asking again and again without any answer.
The moment you realise the emotion the realisation hits you like a rocket and you recall every moment every touch and every incident playing and replaying in your mind and connecting it to your feelings for him and regretting all the lost time, the time you could have had with him basking in his love and affection.
Did I say I am in love? Yes I am in love with a man who is funny charming witty understanding and ruggedly handsome who happens to be my best friend. I may say he is the one for me but am I the one for him?
