Honey Bee

i. Eros — is a lover with burning passion that outshines and burns the all others with a fiery flame that burns them in return. It is a fire with raw intensity that could melt pure steel and harden the softest of hearts into the purest of of diamonds. Eros is not always that of a true lover.

ii. Ludus — is a lover like that of milk and honey and innocence. It’s whispers fainter than flower petals against soft skin. It is a soulmate that burns brighter than the sun whose heart is purer than the whitest of sands. Though ludus’ love is not raw and passionate and burning. It is a love built on secrecy and promises and trust and toothy grins and nostalgic scents.

iii. Philia — is a lover built on blood and dirt and gritted teeth. Philia is the iron in the blood and plasma from which the deepest stars in the galaxy are made of. They are passionate and forgiving and most of all undeniably understanding. A lover that is not easily found, nor a lover that is easily forgotten.

iv. Pragma —  is a lover that understands with a maturity like no other. Pragma knows nothing of revenge or deep rooted hatred. It isn’t a first kiss or childish crushes. Pragma is a lover with selfless desires and a heart full of gold and warmth and an understanding touch. The bands between two hearts and the long journey to the stars. A lover who is everlasting even when their other half is no longer apart of them.

v. Agape — is a lover whose heart fell for strangers on empty buses and midnight train station platforms. A lover of naivety and hope and carefree. One who could only see others as if they had done no wrong. A lover built of wanderlust and fairy tales and stardust. One who extended galaxies for nothing in return.

vi. Philautia — is a lover of themselves. A lover often mistaken for vanity and selfishness. It was a lover who needed not to be desired though they often were. One who only needed the love they gave off. A lover made of silver stones and a heart guarded by rusted chains.

One day, whether you
are 14,
28 
or 65

you will stumble upon
someone who will start
a fire in you that cannot die.

However, the saddest,
most awful truth
you will ever come to find––
is they are not always
with whom we spend our lives.