Happens,
It often happens
In LOVE
After a LOVER is hurt
BELOVED is injured

Happens,
It often happens
In LOVE
After a LOVER is wounded
BELOVED bleeds

Happens,
It often happens
In LOVE
After LOVER bears a lesion
BELOVED carries the scars

Happens,
It often happens
In LOVE
After LOVER is humiliated
BELOVED bears the trauma

Happens,
It often happens
In LOVE
After LOVER is in grief
BELOVED is in pain

Happens,
It often happens
In LOVE
After LOVER is sweared at
BELOVED bears the curse

Happens,
It often happens
In LOVE
After LOVER cries in night
BELOVED remains awake

And finally...

Happens,
It often happens
In LOVE

After LOVE happens to Romeo:

- Zuliet is LOVED

- Flower of LOVE blooms
In Zuliet's heart

- Zuliet is independent
From past life to
LIVE & LOVE freely

I will let you know my BELOVED
When the time is ripe
For my soul to unite with
The universe & dissolve in it

Then YOU won't see me physically
Yet feel my undying LOVE for YOU
For that...  You've to look into
And feel the Nature

At the sunrise and sunshine
At the moon and moonlight
At the stars and milky ways
At blooming flowers & showering rains
At the cool breeze and ocean waves
At the rustling leaves and grass blades
At a lonely path & misty meadows
At your hand - without holding mine
At the imprints of my footprint
Besides your footwear
And
At the INBOX lonely waiting
Without my emails & love-letters

Feel & experience -
My LOVE & my SOUL
That lives within YOU &
That LOVES YOU...

I ever will ETERNALLY
Even after passing from
Our universe & beyond...

Sometimes- sometimes there are people that come into our lives who have us thinking that they're both the moon and the sun. We believe they must be part of some greater light that has the ability to fill those dark cracks in our hearts- our very beings, blinding us with their glory... But they aren't.
Actually, they're were just dust that got swept into our eyes, making everything blurry and more difficult to see. Causing our blindness. And, all that time, they were really just filling our cracks with cobwebs.
So, darling, let them go.
You don't need them to fill the vacancy anymore.

I look up to the mountains
where does my help come from?

sliding rocks, slithering snakes
Life's patches, wailing winds
thorns in my flesh
cliffs taunt my feet
Serpent hisses all the while

all I see is steep punishment
all I feel is lactic burn
the air thin
I have no fleshly kin
"carry me Eagle, fly me high!" I yearned
but Eagle responds echoeingly
"your footprints carried you all the way,
but through the Way you will have learned"

I look up to the sky
His words  lifted me
I look up to the sky
where does my help come from?

Eagle, how high now am thee?
gone is the Serpent
Eagle's cross shaped shadow sweeps over me
bright light above me
"well  done  my  faithful  servant"
said the Source where help cometh from

I soar on wings like Eagle,
lactic burn leaves my soul
I run and don't grow weary

I saw where help came from.