Love that’s not dead,
Love that’s as alive as the living roots bridges of Nongriat.
Love that’s not murky,
Love that’s as transparent as the water of Umngot on a perfect day.
Love that’s not shallow,
Love that’s as deep as the valley of Laitlum.
Love that’s not toxic,
Love that’s as pure as the water of the Rainbow falls.
Love that does not hide behind an app or a mobile screen,
Love that’s out in the open like the stars in Shnongpdeng’s night sky.
Love that doesn’t break you into tiny pieces,
Love that holds you together and makes you whole again.
That’s the kind of love we want, that’s the kind of love we deserve.