One day, love got lazy. It went from being four page, handwritten, ink-stained declarations of love, to text message courtships, and DM slides.
One day love became obsessed with materialism and superficial cravings; relationships started to be defined by our preoccupation with money, looks, and status.
One day love became possessive, and instead of holding someone close in an affectionate embrace, it suffocated them with jealousy and control.
One day love made us hypocrites; we became a contradiction, so quick to demand from others what we ourselves are not willing to give, or capable of giving.
One day love became selfish. Instead of bringing out the best in us, it brought out the worst as we stopped appreciating one another.
Love is more than lukewarm sentiments making your eyelids flutter for a single day. It’s that feeling of certainty and permanence you get every time he or she says I love you.
Love is when you know they cherish your physical qualities and presence as much as they adore and revere the curves that shape your mind and soul.
Love is you and them silently cuddling on the couch on a Sunday evening and even though no words are spoken, your hearts are engaged in deep, affectionate conversation.
Love is you calling each other cute little nicknames from cute little movies that only cute little kids could ever relate to.
Love is a fragrance, a forgotten conversation, a random memory or thought that brings your mind and heart back to them regardless of how far apart you are or how mad you are at each other.
And if love is a song, then surely it must be Bob Marley and Lauryn Hill’s Turn Your Lights Down Low, Ed Sheeran’s Thinking Out Loud or I Do by LaSauce featuring Amanda Black because that’s the melody your heart should hear every time you see them, hear them, miss them, or kiss them.
Sincerely, Kwapi Vengesayi
From my first book, Hashtags (2013) Available on Amazon
Books by Kwapi Vengesayi