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To say that I was crushed or devastated or even dejected would be an understatement. I felt I should pack my things and flee to
moon. Maybe I should wait when commercial space flights begin and Tommy Lee Jones sets up a lunar resort. (I hear he bought a piece of space there for a dollar.)
Now I wept not because I lost her. Far from it. I had seen it coming. But I wept because she never realized I really loved her. Love is like that—a most mysterious thing.
Does my story sound familiar? You who loved and was not loved in return? That high school or college crush who thought nothing of you? That gorgeous guy at work whom barely notices your presence? That lady whose looks are enough to make you go “weak in knees,” and who wouldn’t give you an audience because she has “the world at her feet?” If you happen to fall in any of these positions know this: you are not alone. For there are millions, no, billions like you, all over world, who want to be loved.
Love has power to turn things around. It can endure a lot of insults. Here I remember story of a woman, who despite being hated by a man will always be nice to him. In fact, man did every thing he could to inflict pain on her—even embarrassing her in presence of her friends. Anyway, she stuck to him like glue. He felt she was a pest (call her a tenacious roach). He tried every trick he could to stop her from being around him. Yet she wouldn’t go away. In end he saw her as a better person. And he couldn’t help but love her. (Who wouldn’t?)
Now are you as enduring as that woman who worked hard—very hard—for her love? Are you willing to forgive like many others who did same and wept yesterday like me? And today they smile!
Val K is a poet, and a nature lover. A collection of his poems "Without a Name" will soon be published by AuthorHouse, U.S.A. For personal contact, send mails to: leviathandepthsreturns@yahoo.com
Val K is a poet and a nature lover.
