Love that’s unspoken. Perfect and pure. Love that happens every moment, mostly unrequited and rarely mutual. Yet always hidden and silent. Hiding beneath simple gestures and sweet words. A starry smile, a long stare, a silent walk, cold rides, all the happiness, I fall in love a million times.
Limitless. People tend to drag down this feeling. Love is not just between two people. Romance is not something a couple can enjoy. Everyday my life is a romance. Falling in love and staying in it. Mesmerized and fascinated by people, places, and strange relics. How can I not fall in love everyday when the world unravels a beauty that captivated me and takes me to different realm.
My life is influenced by these strange moments of love. It shapes my life and character. And people who think I’m a maniac who falls in love everyday are those who don’t appreciate life.Happiness comes with exploring the unknown. And that’s how I live, Everyday, in the end I die only to rise up different tomorrow. This is my meaning of love, unspoken, unknown and heartbreaking. It’s all about the chase and desire dies with the satisfaction you get.
Dying and living in love,
The Armed Hermit.
Armed Hermit 