My friends are finding love. Getting into relationships.
While the world finds love, I just want to be lost in love. In the love of you, Keshav.
While my friends plan romantic dates, I still am waiting for your one call to Braj or Mayapur. Wherever you wish. I'll dress up really nice in a Gopi Skirt and maybe some flowers. Flowers that you like. I just want to look as much pleasing as is to your eyes. I don't care about the world.
While the world learns to be impatient in love, I'll like to wait. To wait for you. Even if that means for a lifetime. While this world thinks love as being physically near to each other, I want to experience separation from you. Not that I do not want to be close to you. Not that I do not want to touch your peacock feather, want to embrace you, and melt into you but I want to cry waiting for you, like the Gopis of Vrindavan did. Like they cried waiting for you, when you left Vrindavan.
I want to purify my love for you in the fire of separation.
And when we meet Kanha, I'll carry some Kadamba flowers for you too. I know you LOVE Kadam phool💙
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Cause I SEE YOU IN EVERYTHING and EVERYTHING IN YOU [My Diary to Krishna]
SpiritualHi, I am a 17 year old who is in love with Krishna. I love to do his Shringaar, talk with him, spend time with him, sing to him, chant his name, read and write about him. This is a diary of my rants to Krishna, who listens all of it silently (WITH A...