Our L word

Inspired by "Sweet" Night by V

The L word.

Funny how for some of us it's prohibited, saying it takes huge effort and some boundary crossing.

And for some others it's as recurrent as a simple mere"Hi" you'd throw at a stranger.

Sometimes too disgraced sometimes too imperial.

Where is its value you'd ask me?

You answer that!

I'd respond.

Why refer to it as the L word?

Why write I. L. Y instead of I love you?

Is it that simple?

Or maybe that wronged?

To say I love you to someone implies a lot of trust, a lot of intimacy, a lot of care.

It's a promise.

Promises are a reassurance.

A promise is meant to keep peace.

But a promise can be broken.

And love can vanish.

That tiny "i luv u" someone threw at you might get swayed by the light wind.

Blown away.

After all neither of you treasured it enough.

So that outercome shouldn't be that surprising.

If you really, let's say, L word someone.

All the words in this world aren't strong enough to express that feeling.

Love is just a word.

An association of 4 letters for English.

An assemble of 3 letters for Spanish.

Another 4 for French.

And another 3 for Arabic.

An emoticon for a keyboard.

But countless beats for a heart.

Thousand thoughts for a mind.

A waving warmth for a body.

A forever imprint for the soul.

Shining eyes.

Grateful heart.

Smiling mouth.

Honorable acts.

All driven by one feeling.

You pace yourself upon the person you love.

Their happiness means yours.

Their sadness means your disarray.

Their anger means your fury.

Waking up, to see them is your goal.

The best melody would be their laugh.

A hug is enough to lift your spirit.

You would do anything to make them happy.

You would bring the moon to feel their love.

I wish there was a word stronger than love.

Cause a simple L word isn't enough to describe that feeling.

The moral of the story is that:

We were young.

We met.

We befriended.

We loved each other.

But our path were just crossing.

And now we are apart.

I loved you once.

My soul is the ultimate proof.

That feeling doesn't magically vanish.

So yes I loved you once.

And I still love.

I'll always love you.

Less intensely.

Not always that memorable.

But I'll always do.

You see it's just one word and just four letters.

It will never be strong enough.

I will always say I love you proudly and confidently.