As the blindfold is lifted, the initial sparks of the flame seem to dull as the couple fall deeper into their shared struggles. Desperation and acceptance meet but they are unable to find common ground, as if their relationship was built on an uneven foundation.
The end has come, so close to breaking the cycle of unrestrained devotion that had been holding us together. We have been forced to face the fact that we had been living in our comfort zones for too long. We missed out on so many fresh chances to re-ignite our relationship, and now, we grasp at those last vestiges of hope.
As we keep reading, it becomes evident that love is not bound by traditional labels. It grows naturally when we surrender our pride and step aside to listen to our hearts. Love blooms in small shades, faint in the beginning, but grows exponentially in us as we work on our relationship.
A significant reason why we tend to avoid new relationships in the city is that people are not always willing to invest their trust and support in the new relationships which they grow in the city. We might have heard about the relationships that have developed in the workspace, but we choose to not believe human relationships can flourish in the metropolitan environment. Therefore, we overlook the possibilities of love and romance outside of the physical touch and intimacy, as it assumes that love will be a challenge to endure.
Enjoyment is not a newspaper ad ad where you can find love; it is the surprise on your birthday present, when you surprise the partner who has penetrated the heart with their love and peacefulness you only wish you can feel, but you can only get close for the road to the future. The journey to finding love begins with your willingness to trust and the willingness to dig through the valley of failed experiences of someone close to find the true nature of love. It is not always as effortless as you might think, but true love can blossom in a lot of the wrong places.
Affairs, misunderstandings and the usual barriers that fence off our social life interfere with the positive steps we need to take towards finding future compatibility in relationships. The bloom of love is not a skillful art, but just the willingness to take steps towards growth in our own inconceivable potential to love, and the willingness to risk everything on that belief.
The Word Begins, as we read about the relationship and realizes it has nothing to be ashamed of: we were both longing for each other, and we were both ready to venture deeper into the any silence of our fears and create something new.
The days of our emotions and actions are the adhesive on our first encounter with the sea of our future ashes, it does not matter how many times or how long we have talked and loved differently. It does not matter how many soulmates our souls will meet, however impossible our chemistry may be. The secret combination must have our hearts.
As we slowly open our eyes to detect the fragrant air of morning dew, we luxuriate in our mornings and wake up to The News to learn that we too will marry one day in the city. We have learned that the only wrong kind of love is the one that does not last the test of time. We have been betrayed by our emotions, but we have also accepted and developed a love that will not cease to bloom no matter how hard we try to deny it.

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