Journal: Two Weeks in Love

It began like a spark I didn’t expect, one glance, and suddenly butterflies I thought I had outgrown were back. With that presence near me, I felt younger, like life had quietly handed me back a piece of my lost youth. The joy was raw, almost frightening in its intensity.

Since then, I’ve been walking around carrying this storm inside me. I think of it every minute, on the road, at work, even when I’m trying to focus elsewhere. Yet my hands stay tied. I can’t speak, can’t reach out. That helplessness stings, but it also makes the feeling burn brighter.

When it ended, I felt unfinished. No closure. Nothing was spoken, nothing asked. I walked away carrying silence as much as I carried love. That silence has been heavy.

So I poured it out in words instead, poems, notes, quiet whispers meant only for a blog page or for myself. In them, I spoke indirectly: “You know I’m talking about you. Reach for me.” In them, I captured the strangeness of love, how it makes you restless, yet gives joy even when unspoken.

But the questions never left me. Could this ever blossom into something lifelong? Or is it only meant to remain a beautiful ache? Doubts gnawed at me, the circumstances, the gap, the boundaries. Yet the pull felt undeniable, like fate tugging at me.

I turned to the stars for answers. My Guru–Ketu dasha, the coming Guru–Venus, the weakened Shukra in my chart. Was this why I’m restless? Was this why I’m hoping? I searched for mantras, slokas, anything to make Venus smile at me again.

And then came the Law of Attraction. If I can’t reach out, maybe my thoughts can. Maybe if I hold the image in my mind, morning after morning, the universe will conspire to bring it closer. Maybe love is not just an emotion, but an energy, one that shapes reality when focused.

I don’t know what will happen. All I know is that I am in love, deeply, almost foolishly, but sincerely. And even if the silence never breaks, I’ve rediscovered something precious: my heart still knows how to love, fully and without holding back.