Love is

Love....is something I desire so badly, yet something I am afraid to trust.
 
that feeling that suddenly makes the light bulb go on over your head and you go.... oh my goodness.... no seriously.... REALLY..... WOW!!!
 
...wanting so badly to collapse, and cry, but keeping it together because you know how horribly worried they'll be if you do.
 
cloudy said:
...wanting so badly to collapse, and cry, but keeping it together because you know how horribly worried they'll be if you do.
I have two shoulders for you to cry on. :heart:
 
ABSTRUSE said:
no, it will sweep you up. :)

Woo! I love love.

I trip over myself, quite a lot, so to be sweeped up is a very, very good thing. ;)

Thanks Abs. :rose:
 
femininity said:
i was wonderin how long it would take for that 1 to be posted.

My version = love is having to say your sorry :cool:

Love is having the GUTS to say you're sorry . . . and truly mean it. Damn male pride and ego. She's the love of your life. Prove it.
 
Love is what I have seen lately.

He is 21. She is 20. She had a Radical Hysterectomy. (Thankfully her Cancer was caught early so she has a great prognosis.)

He was there to help clean her up. He was there when she pissed herself. He was there wehen she shit all over herself. He held her when she vomited. He held her when she cried for her unborn children, and he held her when she thought she was going to die.

He asked questions, he wanted to know. He slept beside her. Today, as she was released from the hospital, he asked her to marry him.

He is 21. She is 20. I have been promised an invite to their marriage, somthing I will show up at.

That to me is Love.

Cat
 
SeaCat said:
Love is what I have seen lately.

He is 21. She is 20. She had a Radical Hysterectomy. (Thankfully her Cancer was caught early so she has a great prognosis.)

He was there to help clean her up. He was there when she pissed herself. He was there wehen she shit all over herself. He held her when she vomited. He held her when she cried for her unborn children, and he held her when she thought she was going to die.

He asked questions, he wanted to know. He slept beside her. Today, as she was released from the hospital, he asked her to marry him.

He is 21. She is 20. I have been promised an invite to their marriage, somthing I will show up at.

That to me is Love.

Cat

That's beautiful, Cat.
 
Love is having her make you feel more like a man than you thought was possible. How she talks of missing you, of your touch, your closeness. That she finds every stupid character flaw endearing. How you can hear her perk up just by talking to you when she's had a bad day. She listens to your advice and appreciates your input. When she tells you she can cum just from listening to the sound of your voice. How you feel like it's your mission in life to make her happy.

It's more than I ever expected...
 
i love u, you know

having someone special name a star after you as a christmas gift

:heart: :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart:
 
Love is elusive, demanding, forgiving, needing.

Love is inclusive, unassuming, heartbreaking, dangerous.

Love is confusing, powerful, abstract and painful.


LOVE IS, what you make it, how you work at it, why you do the little things you do for them, wherever and whenever in the world and in your life.

Ishq Kamina.
 
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