KOI NO YOKAN
(n.) The sense upon first meeting a person that two of you are going to fall in love
Does that happen?
Yes, it does, she said.
Sometimes when you meet someone,
like a wind passing by, and the scent it left.
Like someone played an old song,
reminding you of the old times,
Or someone brewed coffee,
Or turned pages from an old book.
Like a trace of someone’s perfume,
which brings pain in the knees.
But you won’t tell.
LA DOULEUR EXQUISE
(n.) the heart wrenching pain of wanting affection of someone unattainable
Is that pain real?, he said.
Real. she replied.
Yes.You might have a homesickness for a home, to which you cannot return back,
Or you have never been to. People, places and memories! Those you miss, don’t exist anymore.
For the irony of pain is that, you let the same person you love, hurt you over and over again.
And the beauty of the situation is that, you want to be comforted by the same person who hurt you.
Having perfected our disguise,
we search for a person we can’t fool.
Someone who loves you for what you are,
not what you look.
May the fairy tales be true.
Let their be magic!
When you want to come out,
of the shell, like a seed.
When you are back as a child,
with the one who completes,
as the missing piece,
from the puzzle of your life.
Or whispers the missing notes,
to your incomplete song.
Because, may be,
you have to love the wrong person,
once or twice,
to be thankful for the right one.
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Did you ever smell a memory? :O