love
All you need is Love, and Love is all you need.
When we have it, we must cherish each other's beauty.
Life is like this, we all have our own pasts, we all have young and frivolous, and we have our own beautiful memories. Time, just like this, in looking back and looking forward, going round and round; passing years, just like this, going round and round, never returning.
By Kim Weston5 years ago in Humans
Trans-attraction is beautiful - not "gay" or "weird"
Over the past decade or so, issues pertaining to the transgender community have become more prominent. And rightly so - why can't people realise who they truly are and transition appropriately? We all deserve the basic right to be content in our lives.
By Effect Loop5 years ago in Humans
For that promise
In the monsoon wisps and a few petals of lovesickness, the years are like songs but they are old and old for you and me. "The passing years are like poems, but they have given up your and my memories. Keeping loneliness is only for the lovesickness of that year, and only for that time. A beautiful encounter. Once for better happiness, we made the decision this time to let our hearts travel far. Selected articles of emotional stories, I am still willing to be a beacon to illuminate your progress... from the promise that I will stand by lovesickness and suffer, I only wish you happiness, no one can understand the world of fools, and a lonely heart cannot portray happy eyes . I would rather be alone or happy for you. I also long for a warm home, even if it is small and plain. Just because you haven't portrayed the outline of your happiness, I still stick to it, and stick to the responsibility that the return that is not longing is limited to after love. Also only circled that promise.
By Donald K Brase5 years ago in Humans
Autumn rain seeps into memory and dyes lovesickness
In the continuous rainy night, it is suitable to miss and miss those common pasts hidden in memory that have never been revealed. After I came to this strange town, I was in a state of losing contact with you. I used to think forever, looked so pale and powerless in front of reality, I couldn't help but evoke a touch of self-deprecating, I used to be so naive. At that time, you were like a necessity in my life. Without your news, I would be more or less sad. But now, it seems that I have long been accustomed to not having you by my side.
By pearlene yeater5 years ago in Humans
Love needs tolerance and understanding
Emotion is the greatest wealth God has given us to human beings. It makes us cry and laugh, appreciate the warmth and warmth of the world in joy, anger, sorrow and joy, and let us know, know and love each other, and chew the taste of life in love and hatred. But in real life, we will often get into the alley of paranoia in the request of love.
By marinemorejonowp645 years ago in Humans
The 3 Letter Word: I Love You
I believe that love is very difficult. I love you is easy to say. There are people that meet and say its love at first sight. There are so many love stories that I see on tv that I absolutely admire. There was this couple. They met in a laundromat. I think he was single. He said, I need someone nice. Her husband happened to be an alcoholic. She left her husband. Well, they ended up getting married. They have been married 55 years. I thought to myself, that is amazing. Another story. It was on Facebook. There was a couple, aged 105 and 102 I believe. 86 years of marriage. They are still in their right minds and their secret was: love.
By Nerissha Hunt5 years ago in Humans
The Third Love
They say you fall in love with 3 people in your lifetime. The first is usually that young love, maybe you all were high school sweethearts. This is the love where you live through fairy tales and living on cloud 9 because this is your first taste of that firey emotion that leaves butterflies in your stomach 24/7. This is the one where you naively plan your whole future together and strive to live happily ever after.
By Nikquania Gamble5 years ago in Humans
Lakeside
Watching the sunrise from the cabin together had become their favorite pastime. Kaiden and Stacy Davis had moved into this cabin to spend their last few years together since their children were grown. She still seemed to carry that flame of youth despite the fact that they were in their fifties. Kaiden watched as she moved around the living room of their cabin, dusting and cleaning here and there. They had been together for thirty-five years, having first met in high school. Of course, she had hated him back then.
By Kelly Brackett5 years ago in Humans
