Through My Eyes

I wish the world could see her through my eyes. If they did, they’d know how extraordinary she is. There are so many opinions on love, it’s crazy how people say love is a feeling of emotions that one cannot control, but I personally think it’s a choice, a choice that people make when they continue to love you everyday even after all the difficulties.

The soft connection I have with her is one of the most precious things to me on this earth. People often don’t value platonic friendships much but it is in fact as important as anything else out there. She and I have been inseparable since the moment we found each other in the inbox of a social media platform, ranting about our favorite movie character. It’s funny how we frankly don’t have one of those iconic bonds that are shown in movies instead one of that basic friendship where everything is just simple and peaceful. The small things we do for each other are enough. There are no boundaries or restrictions or expectations. We both do things out of love only. It’s always the small thing that makes me feel loved, I think there’s no love language in which I prefer to receive love, I am good with my loved ones offering me love in whichever way they are comfortable. I am good with them doing minimal things for me. It makes me happy nevertheless. She makes me happy.

I know one day she’ll meet someone who will love her the way she loves. Or maybe she already has that person and I would hate that person from the depth of my heart if they ever hurt her in any possible way but I know it’s inevitable. The hurt is unavoidable in life. I know someone who will know her through and through but still break her heart at the end of the day. So all I wish for is strength and courage for her to get over that all. For she loves deeply from her heart, it’s impossible to prevent her from getting hurt and I wouldn’t change her for the world, she loves passionately so she should feel pain for it’s a part of life. In the end, I would only want her to get past the hurt and find love again. To wear her heart carelessly on her sleeves again.

There’s strength in being a sensitive person. Someone like her is important in life, they know how to be careful, kind, and vulnerable, catch someone else’s feelings and take care of them like our own and I am truly blessed to her. Srk once said “pyaar toh bahut log karte hai lekin mere jaisa pyaar koi nahi kar sakta, kyunki kisi ke paas tum jo nahi ho,” and it instatnlty reminds me of her because not everyone has her like I do.

It’s the basis of sympathy and empathy and it allows us the space and the horizon to understand how and why the other person can be affected by our actions. They know that if someone comes to them and tells them they are affected by something and someone, they would leave room for emotional support. Being sensitive to other people’s feelings can teach you a lot about yourself. She has taught me how to be kind. I might not be the nicest person, and I lack the emotional strength it requires after you get taken advantage of being nice, but she still chooses to be nice. She once told me how even our small actions have an impact on people. She’s nice.

There is never any pressure, jealousy, or competition but only a quiet calmness when she is around. I can be myself and not worry about what she will think of me because she loves me for who I am. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song, or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in my heart to cherish forever. One day the memories of your childhood will come back and are so clear and vivid it would be like being young again. In there I would want her. Colors would seem brighter and more brilliant. It would remind me of the time when laughter was a part of daily life whereas before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A simple text or call during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to my face. In her presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, I find that I am quite content in just having her nearby. To have her is to open your heart knowing that she wouldn’t let it get hurt.

However, does anyone realize how everyone says fighting makes the bond more strong than I realized how I haven’t ever argued with her? Honestly, I would never want to fight with her because I know how much it hurts her, even physically. And it took me a while to understand that sometimes fights don’t wreck your bond, in fact, it really does strengthen it further. We both avoid arguments but maybe at one point in life, we’d have to endure the consequences so better just let it out. I know there’d be moments when we’ll be in and out of love with each other, but I know we’ll be past all this. Even between our fights, I’d know that we both will get our way back to each other. No matter what.

She’s been through a thousand things in her life that people don’t even know about. The things she has experienced have shaken her, changed her, broken her, built her, and taught her to be stronger than she ever thought she had the ability to be. And she is who she is all for it. So the next time someone judges her based on a small part of what they see in her, I would only want her to remember who she really is and how much she has overcome and to smile and keep walking because I know she doesn’t have a single thing to prove to anyone. For she has already proved so much to herself and muddled through storms that people didn’t see because of how she carried herself.

play Just You & I by Tom Walker


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