“She’ll always hate me, no matter what I do, There’s no mistake this love is gone”. This song is freaking the hell out of me right now. I can relate to the song after a little fight I had with him and now I have the fear of losing him.
We have fights sometimes, just like normal couples. In the arguments, I lose myself in anger and yell at him. When I’m angry, I lose my ability to think clearly and cognitively. I get infuriated when he either interrupts me or if he doesn’t listen to me or misinterpret me. It freaks the hell out of me.
In our arguments, I yell and get crazy and at the end I ask him to leave. And after he’s gone, I try to calm myself, I understand things better also with a touch of fear to lose him forever. But at least this saves further heated arguments.
Today was not different to the aforementioned scenario. We had a fight because he didn’t answer to me when I was questioning him. I lost my calm and obviously asked him to leave. But after he was gone, I became a maniac. We boarded the same train to the way back home. We were in the same compartment of the train, he, at a distance from me, but still in my sight. I was just consonantly looking at him, and wanted him to look at me but he was controlling his anger too. And then he looked at me, we constantly stared each other from the distance, we let out eyes talk that time. My anger was gone. He had to deboard as it was his stop, so we said byes. I get angry at him, soon get filled with immense guilt too. My anger makes me crazy but doesn’t lessen my love for him. I’m glad he understands this. After he left, I couldn’t stop thinking about him or the fight, the distance, the love.
It got me wondering on how odd is this? How quaint this feeling of love is? I accidentally got on this conclusion- the title of this blog.
The distance between two hearts is unfathomable. Contrary to the distance between two places, which can be gauged with the help of tools, scales, anything. Two places will always have a constant distance irrespective of any factor but measuring distance between two hearts can’t just happen. You just can’t measure it. It doesn’t care for the geographical longitudes, latitudes, it’s beyond scientific calculations, beyond the horizon of eyes.
They can be on the opposite ends of the world but still close in each other’s hearts or in the same room totally strangers. Not glancing, not caring of the utter existence.
That is the beauty of Love. No distance can either separate it or can reinforce it. Love is the strangest yet the most beautiful feeling in the world.