The Three Musketeers Who Loved

I know three people who tried to love.

The first one have taken away her heart, her dreams and her ability to love someone. She molded her life to fit beside him. Of course the bliss went on for so long as she could remember. Her life is what you can call on the right track. A budding career, a boyfriend with a stable life who is also climbing his way up the ladder of success. Everything was laid out in front of her. But then he left. He left a an emphatic emotionally dependent and sensitive person all on her own at a time most unexpected.

The struggle to move on was real. What do you expect from a young heart? Of course she was devastated. But strength comes from within and she chose to save herself. She picked up the remaining pieces and decided to make an artwork out of it.

The second person defied rational reasoning and dove into the abyss of wild love and passion. They were happy. But such source of happiness was banished by rational reasoning. That the needs of the body, of the mind and of the soul is dictated by the society- culture and norms. No you cannot love a man if you are a man. You cannot love two people at the same time. So it ended. Such ending that twisted reasoning beyond rationality beyond the definition of the difference between right and wrong. How will you explain yourself to the laws of man and the laws of morality when your heart is devoid of reasons but the fact that you are just in love. Someone once said that love is not madness but it is not love without madness. How do you save yourself from the prison of reality that your way of loving is wrong for them. You were just in the wrong place at a wrong time.

She saved himself by having a lover after another lover. Let us just do this without reason. Without love. With the thought that this will end because there is no pot of gold beyond that rainbow.

The last person nearly wedded. It was love build by  a very patient friendship. They were a match. Same  personalities like pieces of a puzzle completing a picture with the existence of another. But life happened and one must leave to seek what he was made of. Distance tore them apart. They tried so hard to mend the pieces but it was just so hopeless. They had to end it.

I wonder how she struggled. What do you do to a plan that never unraveled? What do you do to the papers, pictures and the flowers stuck in between books? The pain was so real that tears flooded the sight. But she got a hold of herself and went out to the world to chase her dreams instead. But she wondered until now if she can love again.

There are various forms of strengths. We all have it in us. Tragedies in life might attack through the mind, the body or the heart. But there is always that power to defeat anything. If you choose to and if you believe.