Self—the sanctuary of love❣️

  

"All everything that I understand, I understand only because I love"~ Leo Tolstoy

~To love is to be vulnerable—rendering your heart pregnable & breakable to parts,

..it's the search of those missing pieces of myself where this 'lovelorn tale' starts...

~I fell in love with the people who made me love the person I was;

..the longings revered and the pangs venerated have been the effects of my unsavoury cause...

~It all started with the comprehension of the reflected emotions from their bewildering eyes;

..such comprehension remained non contingent upon the passive responses till my delusions were outrightly proven otherwise...

~I used to love others not to the extent I loved myself,  & that positive emotion didn't find meaning till I found my elusive other self; 

..the tabs to the slots of my completeness were held by my 'better-half' who helped me find oneness in oneself !

~I always tried to find the right person, but never tried to be the right one; 

..once I fell in love with myself then that precious space was left for none!

~I realised, that to remain unhurt one needs to be the master of the fate & holder of the reins; 

..I—above all else—am now the source of my liberation as well as the reason for restraint...

 I wish a 'Happy Valentine's Day to 'just me!

Dedicated to my better half...Thanks for completing me!

~Praveen katiyar

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