What's it like, being in love?

[Nosferatuness]

I'm researching for my AH story. Forget the cliche's out there. What's it like for you personally, being in love?

 

[lipsofanangel]

I'm researching for my AH story. Forget the cliche's out there. What's it like for you personally, being in love?

This is so hard for me to put into words but I'm going to try.

I will do anything within my power to make my SO smile. And I know that she would do the same for me. I can cry in front of her and not worry about what she'll think. We fight sometimes but it's never something we can't get past. Love for me is this never-ending adventure between two best friends who connect on every feasible level. I've been free to experiment, find myself, spread my wings...and never have to worry about whether or not she'll still be there at the end of the day.

This sounds so cheesy, but it's just the way things have been for me over the last four-and-a-half years or so.

 

[Guest]

Can love be measured by knowing?
The outline of your breast
as you deftly reach up
to stretch
Palms facing me
fingertips towards the sun
soft curves blend with lithe muscle

Can love be measured by familiarity?
7 am
5 and a bit heaped teaspoons
of ground coffee beans
Fill the water just so
Get the cups
I pour the coffee
You drip milk into mine
I add your sugar
You stir
We sip in silence

Can love be measured by togetherness?
My sweater under your black skirt
draped over the arm
of your chair
My fingers gently fastening
the buttons on your dress
Your hands holding up
your unruly hair
wild strands caressing my fingers
My pastel colours
against your earth tones

Can love be measured by wanting?
A lap dance
moving to the music
the familiar throb
Touch yourself for me
Now
Take your clothes off for me
Tease
Heels and superiority
I swallow hard
Aware of your power

Can love be measured by insight?
Tears fall abundantly
your pain visible like the sun
Moved by your longing
Smiling at your gentleness
Understanding your passion

Can love be measured by lust?
If I were to circle your navel
with my tongue
would you become like soft clay?
If I had to lick that spot
under your ear
would you be mine?

Can love be measured by intimacy?
Shadows moving against the wall
eyes transfixed
fingertips on your collarbone
moist lips slightly parted
warm velvet skin

Can love be measured by understanding?
You are not mine to want
I do still, despite
"A kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder"
You would give up your life for Her
And you have

Can love be measured by what it's not?
How can this not be love?
Perhaps not love as it is known by the poets
Yet, this is the closest
I have been to
domestic bliss

 

[UnbelievableDi]

Being in love is the most wonderful thing in the world.
Being in love is missing that person when they're not there, even if they've just popped out to get some milk.
It's knowing you will do anything to make that person smile, and being able to do it because you know them so well. Even if that person is at the other side of the country to you.
It's being able to calm the person when they're upset, and letting them calm you when you're at your most vulnerable.

Being in love makes me feel complete; he's mine, and I'm his. I trust him completely, with my life and my heart and I know (without a doubt) he feels the same about me.

Hope that helped!

 

[scheherazade_79]

Sorry for posting something so prosaic after something so beautiful

But I pile on the pounds when I'm in love

It's like being stoned without smoking anything. I just feel supremely chilled, and in the mood to enjoy absolutely everything - and nothing gets me down.

 

[impressive]

Forget the cliche's out there. What's it like for you personally, being in love?

Some days, it fills me with an exhuberance that puts Tigger to shame. Some days, it blankets me in contentment & security. Some days, I wish I could tear it from my soul & cast it far, far away.

 

[MagicaPractica]

Love is a support that buoys me up even when we are not together. Just knowing that there is someone out there who you share this with makes everything a little less difficult to deal with. Knowing that he is in my corner. (I miss that feeling.)

 

[Carnevil9]

"Love is the delusion that one woman differs from another." - H.L. Mencken

 

[3113]

A little like becoming a stalker actually I'm only half joking. Quite simply, you become the president of the other persons fan club. Their *BIGGEST* fan. You want their picture on your wall, on your desk, to wear around your neck. You want to hear their voice, get their e-mail, have breakfast, lunch, coffee, dinner and drinks with them.

And yeah, people get really sick of you pretty quick if you're in love. You can't stop talking about how wonderful the person is. And you're objectivity is really questionable. I'll give you a great example--relating to a friend of mine who was in love. We hadn't met the guy and she GUSHED about him. Wonderful, smart, fantastic, amazing! Blond-haired, blue-eyed, six-foot-four! He was like the god Thor! (I kid you not, she said that).

So you can well imagine what we thought was going to walk through the door. He appeared, and yes, he was blond, blue-eyed and 6'4". He was also a little rolly-polly, glasses, and by no means had the powerful presence one would expect from the Thunder God! He was far more of a giant teddy bear

But you know what? I've found that just about everyone in love does that, myself included. We find certain traits about the person magnetic, stunning. While other people see those same traits as either not nearly so amazing or just not attractive. It's why you always hear people say, "I don't know what he/she sees in him/her!"

It's not that love is blind, as eventually, you will notice the other person's bad habits. It's just that love allows you to see the person at a different wave-length. And that wavelength makes them, to you, a person who will keep you in that fanboy/fangirl mode.

P.S. My friend did marry her Thor and last I heard was living with him happily ever after

 

[HisLady]

Being in love is...
...when being with him is so perfect everything else in the world seems to stop.
...knowing that however low I get, he'll still manage to catch me.
...doing everything I can to make him happy (including rolling over and letting him sleep when I'm horny ).
...smiling, just because I've caught sight of him, and because I can't help it.
...knowing that there is nothing in the world I would give him up for.
...thanking my lucky stars every day that I stopped being silly and finally opened my heart to him, because he's taking such good care of it.
...the warm glow I get when he smiles at me and tells me he thinks I'm something special.

...amazing.

HisLady; well and truly smitten with TheEarl, and doesn't care who knows it!

 

[TheeGoatPig]

I'm sorry, everything I have is cliche. But that's why it's cliche, because it is true.

When it is reciprocated, there isn't anything outside of your love that can bring you down. You smile morning noon and night. Every moment is spent waiting to be with them, and when you are with them you don't worry about having to leave until you notice it is too late. You do everything you can to extend your time together, and keep each other happy, which doesn't take much because you are in love, but it doesn't stop you from trying harder and harder to make everything better.

When it is one sided, it's like apit in your stomach that turns into a black hole, similar to guilt and nausea. You try to push events into motion to get together with them, but when it feels you just want the entire world to end.

 

[S-Des]

It's changed as I've grown older. When I was younger it was this burning passion that overwhelmed everything else in my life. It was shallow and quick to burn out. SHE has changed all of that. Now there is passion, but it is balanced by my depth of feelings for her. The way she cares for her children (despite the difficulties in her life) warms my heart. Kiten made such an impression on my child that the little rugrat is telling me she is sad that she doesn't see her more often (and trust me, nothing is more important to me than my child).

She is the most amazing lover I could have ever imagined, but that trait is dwarfed by how she makes me feel about myself. Despite the distance between us, I trust her more than any woman I've ever dated. I feel driven to make something more out of my life, because she deserves it.

It makes me feel like a man.

 

[minsue]

After reading all of the replies, I'm struck by the fact that a number of them list what it's like to fall in love, not what it's like to be in love. They aren't really the same and I'm not sure which it is that you really want so I don't know how to reply.

 

[Nosferatuness]

After reading all of the replies, I'm struck by the fact that a number of them list what it's like to fall in love, not what it's like to be in love. They aren't really the same and I'm not sure which it is that you really want so I don't know how to reply.

I'm happy with all the replies

What's it like for you? Both being in love and falling in love

 

[Guest]

After reading all of the replies, I'm struck by the fact that a number of them list what it's like to fall in love, not what it's like to be in love. They aren't really the same and I'm not sure which it is that you really want so I don't know how to reply.

Yes, I was thinking the same thing.

We've been married awhile, and I think of many different things to describe "love" now.

Passion and compassion, work and play, comfortable and secure, caring and compatible.

Of course there are still times that the sensation of love knocks me over, like when I look at him and realize what we have together, or when we're having incredible sex, or when we can celebrate successes the other has in their career, or when we look at our kids with pride.

It is so much more multi-faceted now than when we first fell in love.

But it's still there.

 

[TheEarl]

Love is happiness. When I hold my Lady tight, it's no longer an emotional response, but a physical reaction - a warmth in my chest, complete calmness and relaxation, an irrepressible smile, sometimes even tears. It feels like she's a part of me that's been missing and I hadn't known it until I was completed again.

There are no real words to describe it except cliches, as it usually defies description. It's warm and comfortable and overwhelming and satisfying. It's like being buried under a big fluffy duvet, when it's cold outside. With a hot water bottle. And chocolate.

It's nice, is what it is. And I'm very pleased to have it.

The Earl

 

[Nosferatuness]

There is also a difference between being in love and loving.

I'm more interested in the process of being in love, although I'd like to hear any response.

 

[cloudy]

Yes, I was thinking the same thing.

We've been married awhile, and I think of many different things to describe "love" now.

Passion and compassion, work and play, comfortable and secure, caring and compatible.

Of course there are still times that the sensation of love knocks me over, like when I look at him and realize what we have together, or when we're having incredible sex, or when we can celebrate successes the other has in their career, or when we look at our kids with pride.

It is so much more multi-faceted now than when we first fell in love.

But it's still there.

Yes.

There is such a comfort in it, isn't there? The security to be completely yourself, nothing hidden. For me, it makes me feel safe, and needed, and wanted more than anything else in the world.

 

[AppleBiter]

There's really no adequate way to describe it, but to put it in the simplest terms I know how, I'll paraphrase something that my husband said to me once: It's like having an amazing secret that no one else knows.

 

[Zeb_Carter]

Mmmmmm...

In the beginning, some thirty-six years ago, it was a burning, always on fire, ready to jump in the sack, willing to do anything to please. Then came that period of bumps and hills when our burning passion had cooled and the kids took up most of our time...we were there, with each other, stolen kisses when we passed in the morning and at night before falling asleep. Then there came a time of quiet calm, the children were in their teens and off doing what teens do...get in trouble...and we could enjoy some free time together.

Now...we're...comfortable. We talk a lot, tell each other our hopes and desires and problems without judgement or trying to solve anything.

I would do anything for her and she for me. She has been the one stable, even if she isn't always stable herself, thing in my life. I have fallen in love with others, or would that be lust?, but I have always remained in love with her.

 

[Guest]

you'll give up your life for them if they need it.
you'll do anything and everything for them cause you care so much about them.
you worship the ground they walk on.
you do stuff that you never thought you would.
their happiness is more important than anything else and you'd give up the chance to be loved by them if they're truly happy

 

[minsue]

I'm happy with all the replies

Oh, I wasn't meaning to knock any of the replies. Just that I was confused about what you wanted.

What's it like for you? Both being in love and falling in love

Falling in love is like an addiction. It's the best high you'll ever find on this earth. You're giddy and happy and scared and excited and trembling and joyful and even a little sick to your stomach. And, of course, you think no one could ever have felt this way before. They might think they have, but they couldn't have. Not like this. Not like you.

Being in love is altogether harder to describe. I have no words for it, and have complained to her regularly about that.

She is my favorite person in the world, period.

 

[Vermilion]

After reading all of the replies, I'm struck by the fact that a number of them list what it's like to fall in love, not what it's like to be in love. They aren't really the same and I'm not sure which it is that you really want so I don't know how to reply.

Really? Because I was struck by how many of them sound as if they've moved past the falling and into the security of being.

The thing about falling in love is it's scary and passionate with ups and downs and insecurity. Once you've moved past that you get to the really great bit where you learn how the two of you fit together, how to make them smile, when not to try - all of the stuff I've heard people write.

For me living with my fiance is like a massive, long sleepover. We have such fun and get on so well and I'm always so happy to see him that even though we have bad bits occasionally once they're over I forget all about them. Each argument makes things better afterwards and the good times stick while the bad times fade- the complete opposite of other, less solid relationships.

Love is when your partner becomes your family.

x
V

 

[rachlou]

Falling in love is the most euphoric high ever. You feel like you are on top of the world one minute, then you crash to earth seconds later when the object of your love forgets to call as promised.

It can be miserable as hell - or it can be wonderful.

Apparently it is all a chemical reaction in our brains, designed to instill nurturing in case we reproduce during the 'fucking every minute' phase of 'falling in love'.

That wild emotional rollecoaster lasts approx 18 months, and then settles down into something more lasting and less stressful. Those people who are addicted to the 'love high' then move on to someone else. The rest of us settle down into domestic bliss.

What a romantic I am!

 

[mismused]

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