Love is

Knowing that what I say matters to her
Knowing that how I feel matters to her
Knowing that who I am matters to her

:heart:
 
Love hurts. Love sucks. Love doesn't matter to anyone but the one feeling it. But in the end, that's love ... when no one, other than you and your feelings care about someone, regardless of the response. Anything else, I suppose, is ego ... or stalking. ;)

Peace all.

Yui

P.S. It still sucks. ;)
 
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yui said:
Love hurts. Love sucks. Love doesn't matter to anyone but the one feeling it. But in the end, that's love ... when no one, other than you and your feelings care about someone, regardless of the response. Anything else, I suppose, is ego ... or stalking. ;)

Peace all.

Yui

P.S. It still sucks. ;)

Indeed. It not only sucks, it blows in a major way.

Especially when hearing his voice on the phone saying "hello" makes me burst into tears because I miss him so badly, and then he feels awful because he "made me cry."

I hate it.
 
Ken has a surfeit of love for you all.




I'm like that. :eek:
 
Love is...

knowing that there is more evil in the world than good...



and feeling sorry for the evil-doers.​
 
Now for the long years when I could not love you,
I bring in recompense this gift of yearning--
A luminous vase uplifted to the sun,
Blue with the shadows of near-twilight.
Here in its full round symmetry of darkness,
Burning with swift curved flashes bright as tears,
I lift it to the lonely lips that knew
Its slow creation, and the wheel of sorrow turning.
Take it with hands like faded petals,
White as the moonlight of our garden;
And for the long years when I could not love you
Drink from its amber-colored night.

.....In Recompense by Eda Lou Walton
 
LOVE IS...​

~ our first kiss, which i know will be amazing

~ the first touch of his hand on my skin, how it will make my body shiver

~ the first breath he whispers in my ear, and feeling my heart fill up with butterflies

~ the first time I lay my head on his chest, and drift off to dream listening to the beating of his heart

~ the first time I make him laugh, and seeing his eyes light up

~ love is going to be every minute i get to spend with him... :heart:

:heart: :rose: :kiss:
 
Love is...

... one of the few things not for sale and still the greatest commercial success of all times on our planet.
 
femininity said:
Its been talked about in many different ways. Not only romantic love but the love of friends and family and pets and love for your job or passion in life.

This thread is when you see love in any form, style or configuration. Then come and tell us about it.


love is finding that one person, who you can't live with out...as its easy to find someone you can live with....but the real joy is finding that one person you chose not to live with out....

and i don’t mean stalking
 
past_perfect said:
... one of the few things not for sale and still the greatest commercial success of all times on our planet.


we have a death tax....and i guess you could say we have a love tax (i.e. higher tax rate when your married) :devil:
 
the rubber bands around my heart with which I try and bear the weight of my dear ones' troubles.
The veil that separates me so subtly from people I do not posess but am so afraid to lose.
 
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