Love

The sun sets and rises unbothered about the whole world that he shines and brings light to, unaware of the joy that he fills in the life of millions.The sea , the breeze , the Sun , all working in harmony.Its a different existence. Who made them all? Wonder y I cant touch and hold the wind blowing. Stop it for a second to say thanks.Shout out thanks for the life that seems to get more meaningful each time I sit here, by the sea and think.And then I see a fisherman struggling to row his boat to the shore.I wonder how different his idea of the sea would be.Its a struggle as i see .He smiles looking at the fish he has caught.As if in gratitude!!!! I realise smooth sea never makes a skilled mariner.Nothing that was struggleless ever brings in satisfication. Sea is beautiful , in love with the surrounding thats y she always smiles.I see the sea raoring with laughter every time the waves hit the shore.Love is such an amazing feeling. Is that how love is defined ? a feeling? is it a state of being ?
Love is wat is holds them together. Him and her.Love is like a box with the top open.Something that binds two together ,holds them frimly yet allows space for growth.He and she are spheres of various dimensions. Grown up separetly and to different degrees over the years expanding their sphere of interest and knowledge.They rollled towards each other like two balls of jelly and stuck...fell in love.Love is that box that holds them together. Both of them have to fit into it. He needs to loose his shape , the one that has taken him years to form. So shud she, for both of them to be in together , smug and cozy .Safe and protected from the rest of the world. But they can still grow .. there is the top left open... Sometimes the two dont fit in together even after squeezin in as much as each one can.. they find spaces encroaching ,so they fall out of the box, deformed and needing to rebuild self ...at times from the scratch .If he falls in love with someone without having to compromsie on nythin at all then he would have found a perfect match to fit into the perfect box of love. Or if they did squeeze a little , change a little of wat they were, they are happy to trade that little to have a world of their own.