Love and Pain Having Coffee

Today, love and pain came to visit. Love was feeling strong, transparent on its vulnerability, unapologetic, for it was beyond chatters of the world. Pain, however, decided that maybe, instead of avoiding love, it would pay a short visit, leave its footprint.

They sat on a coffee table and reminisce the times when they would coexist, like now, for the heart is big enough for them both. The heart doesnt always have one without the other. Looking back at the footsteps, they coexist more than they are apart.

Love talked about the sunrise, the joy in those beautiful smiles, the sound of laughter it radiates rays of happiness. But more than that, they both talk about the times when they both decided to stay strong together and guard the gate against hate and bitterness, when these two beings would hug and strengthen in the name of both love and pain, irrationally choose to love without opening the gate to the outside world. They both talk about how silly these two beings are, but also how awake they are in living.

They both know that love tends to always win, but they also know that this is not a battle. Its a cobweb and the beauty of the tangles and the mess is what add colours to the repeatitiveness of the hours. They decided to lay together tonight, love and pain, so that loneliness don't come knocking.