I miss him
Like a flower longs for the honeybee.
I adore him
Like Radha loved her Krishna—
With devotion that breathes through time.
I cannot be without him,
As life cannot exist without the sun.
I hold his memories close,
Like a mother cradles her child within her heart.
I love him
With the faith of a devotee praising the divine.
Yet I do not lose myself—
For we are two souls,
Flowing like twin rivers,
Meeting in every breath of life.
He is my strength,
And I am his peace.
In his love, I find warmth—
In his arms, a home.
What more can I ask of the Almighty?
I am here, to love, to give, to grow—
With him, beside me.
— Jessy Jacob ❤️







