Of love and life

Remember the time you were a priority in someone's life? Those were the days when you thought you had security. Some kind of safety blanket that actually is no more than a thin bedspread.
Daydreaming. Smiling to yourself. Messaging and calling. Saying those complicated love words without actually having any idea what they mean. Spending nights staring at the ceiling. Wondering how it would be if you could hold her through the night, wondering how gleeful you'd be to wake up beside her, to smell her hair and hear her breathe. Yes these are all illusions now.
One would associate this blanket with "love" (cliched love). I'm saying this because Love is not what it actually is, unless it is an emotion of the heart.
There is a thin line. For nothing is permanent. Things change fast. Suddenly you're not a priority anymore.
Suddenly ignorance is bliss. Ego is imperative. People change they say. I say it's a manifestation of what we would like to hear, for all we're hoping for at this stage is some kind of consolation. It's a hard thing for one to move from being a somebody to someone to being a nobody. But the nail on the coffin is when they say- "lets be friends" as if to say that friendship heals faster than time. Being there for each other without actually being there. But why can't one transit between these
two phases? From not being able to get their minds off someone to "just being there".
The answer is simple. One is perpetually in the "aura" of security, believing that things cannot get any better. And so things cannot get any worse too. Until it all comes crashing down.
This security we call love is thin.
A stray cigarette butt can burn down a whole forest. The result is an en masse of destruction. Flora and Fauna all dead duck. It's the same with priority. The result is a broken heart and tears.
Sure, one feels guilty and ponders on what could've been done differently, but ultimately, ego is never deflated...
And this is the best part. From personal experience-When one doesn't give a flying fuck about the past, he can appreciate the simple things in life. He can live in the moment and seize it.
The starry nights, the morning sun, the oblivious clouds, the winding roads, the hills in the distance, CHICKS, and the annoying beat police outside the frigging window, add more spice to life. These things have more meaning now!