Love through my eyes has been as simple as one’s presence. And by presence, it doesn’t always mean it’s physical. It could be a mental presence — the constant thoughts of someone in one’s mind that gives warmth and solace, as well as an uncontrollable amount of yearning and longing that is tingling the stomach.
And here I’m telling you this. I’m a man who is not good in defining love in every possible way. Yet, for me, love has always been your presence. The little smiles on your face, your little gestures when you asked me to sit close by to you, the way your fingers tucked the strands of your hair behind your ears, the way your mere ‘hello’ becomes an enormous strength to go through the day.
I’m defining love as you. You.
The presence of you is enough to make me feel the love, for you carry tenderness and love in between your fingers effortlessly. You exude love in every word you said to me, in every glances you exchanged with me, in every little smiles you put on your face once you found out that I brought you flowers and your favorite sweets.
Here I am. Sitting on the bench in a beach, watching the night ocean as I write, hearing the waves crashing the shore; yearning of your presence by telling the sea and the moon about love, about you.
You are in another side of the world. But I know how close your presence is in my mind and my soul. I will keep you close to me as I travel the world on my own, telling you everything that I found as I am visiting each place that I discover on my own, while thinking how much I wish you were here with me.
Hey, you. I’m still the man who will define love as simple as your presence — no matter how complicated and complex love could be, it’s been always you.
Or, you can say that I’m drowning in the thoughts of you, and all I can feel is just how much love reminds me of you.
Sadendra J, 2023.
