The Moment, The Lifetime

A Week After The Valentine's


I haven't understood love. As we grow up, our perception of love and life differs greatly. Often, we tend to overshadow one with the other, and that is exactly where we make mistakes.
Balance. Balance. Balance. It's everything we want.
What's worse, is that we are flawless humans, which means we have a chain of imperfections and we constantly need someone to appreciate them.
Why, I wonder, can't we do it ourselves?
My greatest struggle with self is acceptance. Appreciation. I'm divided. I want to show people that I am divided. Then I want them to love me even more. That's love for me.
Valentine's day comes and goes, yet not a single day do you accept yourself.
We leave the job of loving ourselves to each other. We praise each other, talk at lengths about each other, find ourselves in each other. Because we chose the other, before ourselves. We tend to sink in the gravity of someone else's affection. It's our world, it's someone else's sky.
We are never the centre of ourselves.
When you part with someone, you miss every inch of the other.
No. You don't.
You're just too afraid to go back to the person you'd left.
Too afraid to go back to yourself.
You've been empty for so long.
Hold yourself.
Your Valentine's day hasn't arrived, yet.

-Anushruti Adhikari