Love in the Time of Corona

Unrequited love.
That is pathetic. That is undesired. That is unreal.
What I truly want is: the like-mindedness, the same wavelength, the spark, the emotional connection, the chemistry, with one particular equal soul.
For a brief moment, I thought I found it: the like-mindedness, the same wavelength, the spark, the emotional connection, the chemistry.
With this one particular equal soul, my heart was lit up and my spirit was lifted. I vividly felt younger, purer, dreamier, as if everything in my life made sense, again. I instantly got addicted to this occasional high, despite being aware of all the realistic lows. I was willing to wait for the time to prove me right…or wrong. Patiently.
There is no right or wrong, only the ride you choose to take along your journey. Gradually I came to the realisation: the love in this difficult time, for me, is actually all about self-love. Being drowned in the boundless loneliness, every sound shuts up. I look inward, inside of myself. Deeply and carefully. I rediscover an amazing being, who keeps on going, keeps on igniting the spark, keeps on believing in herself and the whole world.
I manifest love to the universe and hope one day, the universe will reciprocate.
