Love Thyself!!! Then What Is Love?

I guess I have always been deeply terrified to really
be someone's wife since I know from life one cannot love another, ever,
really...- Marilyn Monroe .

I came across the above quote this morning, definitely made me think. I do agree with the fact that we are ‘Self’ lovers before becoming someone else’s love or vice-versa. I look around and see my best friend tying a knot with her seven years of relationship and on the other hand there is another girl who just broke up because she was unable to connect with her present like her EX. Bewildered.

I have always been clear that I call myself a wife of that man whom I love. But is that so easy …? I have no clue how long it takes for me to find that true essence and I fear a settlement of convenience…because they say, I am running out of time.

I feel love grows with time like wine. Something happening at first sight is lust which may then mature into love. It’s like a ‘habit’ which u just can’t change and u don’t want to either. They say love is a huge term. I fail to understand how huge it can be and which part has more depth…. ‘The Narcissist’ or ‘the Lover’. Who is more important in that thread of ‘I-><-WE'.

The Most Important Man in My Life…

These eyes saw the light of the world in your hands..

Arms that cradled the angel of yours.

The fingers that held me high

When trembling feet felt the ground..

It was you who made me learn

Life is not how you plan.

You made me strong

When I was weak making me believe that I am all you need.

For whom I waited the whole day long,

To open the door when he would come.

I never had to ask..

Cause you had a magic wand

My dinner dates at Peter Cat.

My candles and music..

You were my first.

My first Man of my life..

They say “A father is always making his baby into a little woman”

And you still are….