Everything and Nothing

Let me tell you a story… Of a young man who came into a young woman’s life because he saw something was missing in it, only to leave a bigger void once he left. Several years later he stands at her doorstep waiting for her answer. She gasps at the sight of him, recognition filling her eyes. They stare mutely at each other. He notices that she seems older, but that does nothing to diminish her. After all this time her age only makes her more beautiful, the spring bud she was back then is incomparable to the flower that stands before his eyes. ‘You're beautiful’ he says, the words less a compliment than a simple truth. She laughs, and he knows at that moment that if he could bottle up that sound: he would have gotten drunk on it every night. She lets him in and they talk of small things for a time, too scared to scratch at a long-healed wound. After some time he turns to leave and as he reaches the door she says, “you always used to tell me the most beautiful lies”. He stop...

What happens when you think you’ve found your soulmate? When you think you’ve found ‘the one’? And despite all your precautions, the wall you put up against the world is knocked down by this one soul. What happens when you finally believe in what can only be found in the stories and worn out pages of books: Love?  What happens when 'non-believer' becomes 'believer'?  Do you allow yourself to be consumed by fear and ignore the half-heard song your heart is singing…or do you risk the inevitable pain of listening to the flickering feeling inside of you?  “Perhaps it is not even love” we say, but the truth is: if u can find someone to hold and close your eyes to the world with…that is special. Even if it lasts a day or just a minute, because for all our knowledge we cannot control the makings of the heart.