Just some little tidbits of advice and musings I have thought up about about *Love* through a few years of experience on planet earth... Will be updated often.
Love is... cupping your soul mate's delicate face in both of your hands so as not to harm him so precious,
studying every twitch of his lips or twinkle of his eyes so as never to miss a single emotion,
breathing in the air that he exhales so as not to share any part of him with the rest of the atmosphere,
staring wide-eyed at him without blinking to make sure there is not even a second when he doesn't fill your gaze,
seeing the present him through the limits of your eyes, leaving your mind to wonder about your limitless future with him.
Love...
Just..
Is.
.
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...
..
.
We all deserve an unconditional, makes-you-crinkle-your-eyes-when-you-smile, limitless, passionate, miss-him-so-much-my-stomach-churns kind of love - so why should we settle for any less, the 'here and now', the 'good enough for the time being'?
Wouldn't you
rather
be
alone
than
be
in something
meaningless?
.
..
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..
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I am waiting for the one who doesn't make me want him to say those three words all of the time, because he never makes me feel unloved; who doesn't make me want to scream out my happiness to be with him, because he is screaming it himself enough for the both of us; who doesn't ask me to change, but who makes me feel compelled to be the best version of me that I can be; who looks at me like he would never want anyone else, because to him, I am the woman of his dreams.
Give me
Your Hand
To
Place
My Heart
In; Show
Me
What
Home Feels
Like.
.
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I used to think that love was what he would do for me because he was attracted to me. But now I know - true love is blind, it exists simply without form and without needing form. Love just is --- undefinable, so why should we try?
Beside the
Lake of
Your
Emotions,
Lies the
Key
To my
Existence.
.
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..
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Don't look at a break-up as a way to break up something that was once great. Maybe it was once great, but you wouldn't break up if it was still great. It must already be broken for you to want to break up - and hence it is not breaking, the act of 'breaking up', that's what they tell you because they want you to fear being alone. Breaking up is really mending it all by drifting apart, because two people can be utterly perfect as individuals but imperfect collaborators.
Don't
Believe
The myth
They feed
That
False Love
And hope
Is still better
Than
Being
Alone.
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Love is a swelling of your heart because you can't contain your joy any longer, that being with your love is like being in a stream of sunshine that beckons you to grow upwards towards a limitless sky. Don't fall into the trap of basking in an overshowering of false praises and false words, or you will wilt as the heart soon breaks from within...
A heart
breaking
does not
go,
"crack, crack."
It is usually
Worn down
Slowly but surely -
Inaudible
To the
Hustle and Bustle
Of modern
Life.
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