P.S. I LOVE YOU

"I love you". These three words, once upon a time had been considered as the magical words. Words to define feelings and emotions. Words that could make a teen girl get butterflies in her stomach. Words that could make your heartbeat wild as well as calm. Such was its magic. Such was its bliss. But with time, words do lose their depth. In this generation, these three words are the cheapest and emptiest of all. Said by anybody to anyone, hastag no feelings attached. It makes me wonder how quickly people fall in and out of "love" in a blink. When the cute little endearments would turn into abusive curse words one never knows. But it would be wrong to say that people don't fall in love these days. They obviously do but hardly can express it through words. How can they? When the only three words that could express their feeling lost its magic?
Over time my view on love has changed greatly. Many do disagree, but I feel love is just the same. The love for our parents is not different from the love for our partner or friends. If its love, if its truely love, then the departure from our partners would bring out the same tear that would have fallen for our parents or any one else we love. But how many of us can truely accept that? How many of us can truely love? Without any expectation. Love is something that makes us give our everything and still want to give more.
And then one fine day it struck me, that if love is really same for all, then why do I even need those damned three words to dictate my love? I never said "I LOVE YOU" to my mom when I was born, and she still knew that I love her, and she loves me the same or may be even more. Whats the point in saying and believing in the words that can actually be omitted.
When I love, I know it isn't a forever, but its definitely for an infinity. Even if its for a month, I would love to remember all the infinite microseconds that we had been in love. I don't want anyone to love me forever, I want to be loved for an infinity. And in that period of time all I want would be true love. And then when this infinity ends, I would have no regrets, no hard feelings, with my heartbeats whispering to me that "YOU ARE LUCKY FOR BEING LOVED ...TILL INFINITY".



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