love....

Love is such a beautiful thing to write about and that's why when you read about it or see the implementation through movies, you get mesmerized and carried away by it. you want to fall in love to experience what you think has been experienced by the writer. This comes to me as a wake up call because I write a lot and wrote about love when i was not in love really! It was an absolutely fictional work of my functional mind. so, when i realised I was in love, I stopped writing about it; as ironic as it may sound. I stopped imagining all the good things cos' I was facing the reality and it didn;t look good. And now suddenly I do not love the person I thought was the love of my life. the person who I knew i will marry. I am actually trying to feel for him by watching movies that made me want to fall in love but that's not really helping. is that a clear signal for me to bail out? To let the love of my life suffer just because i stopped loving him all of a sudden? i thought it must be a phase and that it will pass but it has been over a month now and the feeling refuses to leave my mind, my heart. it stuck on to it like a velcro and if i try to pull it out it will make a lot of noise and that wil not lead to anything. i am confessing here that i don't love my baby anymore, does that make me a bad, horrible person? i have never felt like this before! i have never suddenly stopped loving a person i have loved by default. that's an impossible emotion for my brain to capture and yet it did! that's crazy thinking my heart syas. It's asking me to wait until 9th November and i shal wait til then.