Imagine a perfect relationship. A relationship full of love, passion, respect, tolerance, understanding. Imagine that you wake up to sweet good mornings and go to bed after a good night kiss. Every single day. 365 days a year. No exceptions. No failures.

“Have you ever thought why you love me?”
“No idea.”
“Have you ever thought why I love you?”
“No. Listen, love is never about why, when, where. You just love. It just happens.”
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”

Sounds totally romantic, very sweet and makes you smile, doesn’t it? What if I tell you that the couple whose private life we just have peeped into does not have it that simple? That they have same doubts as everyone else. That they have fights. That they make mistakes. That they are not perfect in their relationship. But they are happy. Because they do believe love just HAPPENS. No conditions applied.

“Sometimes the feelings you really mean are found in the letters which you write and never send”.

So for this week’s Tuesday Love Ramblings I have a letter for you to read… one of those that might have never been sent but yet speaks louder than any other. This letter is a part of the novel I once started writing and never got back to with hopes that I still have time to write that one. Wish me luck.

Have you ever wondered how most of us dream about the same things? We might be different. We might argue a lot. We might fight and try to prove our point of view. But in the end of the day when we go to bed and are one on one with our thoughts and dreams and desires we want the only one thing - admit it or deny it - we want to be loved. And we want to be happy. And somehow one does not go without another.

Once upon a time, a little princess was born. She was cute, but aren’t all babies cute? She was sweet, but isn’t that what all babies are? Everyone around loved her and wished only the best for her. The little girl grew up with love, care and smiles around her.

Time went on and people noticed that she was not only sweet but smart, not only cute but intelligent, not only lovable but loving and caring. She loved people and trusted them with the unconcern that is only in a child’s nature.
She didn’t divide people into good or bad. Everyone was equally good.

From all the mysteries life has gifted us love is the most mysterious mysterybecause everyone has their own answers to the question what love is and yet nobody does.
How many times you have been asked about what love is. And how many times you tried to come up with the answer, which could possibly match all the aspects of love. And how many times you had to compromise with the vocabulary that is never enough to be worth the beauty of this feeling. Countless…

There are some days when everything falls apart.
When things go wrong.
When nothing goes your way.
When you want to cry but can’t.
When you feel lost and alone.

There are days when you miss someone you love more than you are used to, no matter if they are just a few or few thousand miles away.

As promised, I am back to Tuesday Love Ramblings and am giving you my word that I will be regular with it, mixing old and new ones depending on the workload. For those not familiar with them I want to say only one thing - stick around on Tuesdays and you will grasp the concept. It is really simple. It is all about love. Here. Now. Yesterday. Tomorrow. Just love.

Here is the first one of this series of posts.

“I’m afraid of falling,” she said.
“I have wings,” he whispered.

Have you ever wanted something so badly that you almost believed it is already yours?

Like when you were a small kid you dreamt of a kitten for your birthday. You counted the days. You knew how much fun you would have with your new pet. It should be a white one. A cute white bundle of joy. You decided to call it Snowy, chose a place for it to sleep where she would roll herself into a ball and make you smile every time you look at her. You imagined how you would go to school and tell all your mates about your new little friend and everyone would beg you to show them your Snowy. And you would choose the lucky ones and bring them home and show them your white love.