Friendship

Love is that easy

Someone once told me, „Real love can be so easy“ and I thought ‘ if it’s easy, it’s not real’.
I did not understand what he meant when he said:
„True love is what’s  worth fighting for“,
but why to fight, if it’s so easy?

No matter how I turned it and turned it, it did not seem to fit together.
The dramatic love story, going to be easy?
A fight for something, that is so down-to-earth?
There was probably a difference between „true“ and „real” love, I thought.

„Love is easy, hate is hard,“ I read somewhere.
Truly, hate was exhausting and wild.
Not desirable. Simple love, on the other hand, or just love, was, what everyone wants.
I knew one thing for sure: I could not find it.
It had to find me for sure.

For a brief moment, I thought I was found. „Simple Love“, it was pleasant, like a cool
breeze, on a hot summer day. I wanted to keep it close.
Until I did not want it anymore, the friendship that was not Love at all.

On our day, the day of „true, real and simple love“,
I did not know what was waiting for me. Didn’t look for it.
My instincts, far from acceptable. I was unable to find anything, for sure.

But there he stood, my love. The truth.
The love worth fighting for.
Easy, because loving him, is easy as breathing.
A fight, so much bigger than myself, than us.
The certainty, that our love will always be greater.
A force. Simple, easy as breathing. Worth fighting.

Truth and promise

„Promise we’ll be friends forever,“ Larissa said with a big grin that day at the lake. I remember that moment so well because it was something special. The day was one of the most beautiful in this summer.
Why should you ruin that day with a promise, I thought back then.
Today I know why the promise seemed unnecessary to me.
All those years later Larissa and I are at the airport. On the way to our world trip. Just as we already dreamed of when we were little girls.

„Promise me that you will never stop loving me,“ I heard my brother’s girlfriend whisper. They were just about to go out on this warm summer’s evening. I sat next to my window and overheard the conversation by chance.
„Promise it already,“ she said.
„I promise,“ he grumbled back.
This relationship with my brother, ended as I expected: in ruins.
Our home became a battlefield. The love, the promised never-ending, was no more.
The world says, „Be careful what you promise because you have to keep promises.“

Yes, you have to.
Count on it!
Lies don’t travel far!

I say, „What is true does not have to be promised.“

Signs

A Kiss: the greatest sign of love, passionate, comforting, gentle, and demanding. A kiss can be everything, a kiss can save it all, a moment, a day, even a life.

A Hug: that kind of hug that does everything for us in this moment. Like there’s nothing else, but us.

Safety: I’m always with you, I’m not letting go, even when the whole world is letting you down.

Desire: I miss you painfully, when you’re not with me. How could I ever be happy without you?

Forgiveness: I forgive you, that you hurt me sometimes.

Certainty:  I know you love me, the way I love you.

Pain: What hurts you, hurts me, too. Even when I’m the one hurting you.

Friendship: You are my best friend, my partner, my love.

Hope: You are my hope, all of it. All my wishes I use on you.

Strength: You make me strong, so much stronger than I ever thought I could be.

In a crowded room, full of people, you are all I see.
You are the one I want.
You are my magic moment,
the moment I never believed would come,
until you appeared, in all your beauty.

You are my everything, my all,
you know you are.
It’s not just believing,
it’s knowing.
It’s knowing the signs.


“Love shows signs that cannot be mistaken.”
-Voltaire-