Talking to my brother and mother about my experience of love, was liberating. And reminiscent. Of good times and bad, it helped me deal to a degree. My dear brother recounting his ex, "You mean the world to me". He told us, "When someone tells you you're their world, don't believe them." I thought about us, and when I told you Tara meant star in Hindi. You told me, "So I can see stars in your eyes?" I blushed, you had a way with words you did. "I see the entire universe though." At the time, I felt so special to you. But now, I responded to my brother's statement. I told him, "When someone tells you they see the universe in your eyes, don't believe them."
