Love

And then it dawned on her.
How much she loved him.
What love was like in reality. In reality, love is a bird. it keeps flying and its free. No matter how close u r, u can never grab it. It is the fall of a person - the feeling after jumping. Being helpless. Dont know where u will land. On the mercy of Thy Lord is love.

And no matter how hard she tried. When she thought she really understood his love, the love waned. Its.... hard. She felt overwhelmed by his words and it made her crave for more. But the bird choose to fly ahead.

Will it come back? She doesnt know. She can hear the bird's occassional chirping though and feel its presence and a vaccuum left behind.

Love,
Naureen