love
All you need is Love, and Love is all you need.
Unexpected, Unconditional Love
I recently wrote about us, as human beings, being conditioned to certain lifestyles based on the people around us. In other words, we live by what we see. When we are children, we see the people around us, our siblings, parents, teachers or even our peers, do things a certain way or maybe we hear them talk about the way things "should" be done. Either way, we're conditioned to be like what we are surrounded by, so if we hear that something is wrong or should be done differently, that's what we tend to believe.
By Brandy Geers8 years ago in Humans
We'll Always Have Tea
Since his wife had died, Derek never stopped talking to her, and wondered what he would like to do after he died. The spilt sugar on his kitchen table had scattered and, he thought, arranged itself, perhaps not accidentally, into a form that resembled the face of Deirdre. His late wife was always sending him signs, but Derek wanted to make sure; make sure he wasn’t just seeing things. By considering each granule he would decide if it were chance, or design, which was facilitating a message. Only then would he write down the date, the incident and the particulars of her commentary on their life.
By Rajendra Shepherd8 years ago in Humans
Butterflies
Clearly, what we have is something most might deem... unconventional. We are apart more than we are together; we have been in a relationship for four years, though we have only been in the same country a total of four months. What we have is by no means easy. What we have takes work. Despite all of this, what we have is special. All the time spent apart makes the time together so perfect. Every tear we shed on departure from each other is replaced by thousands of butterflies each time we return to each other's arms. Every time I board yet another plane to come to you I am overcome with the familiar feeling of blissful uneasiness I experienced my first time ever laying eyes on you in person. It is a nervousness that calms me in the most unexpecting way. It is an anxiousness that whispers in my ear, "You're going home." What we have is something I have never known. We have been together for four years, and every day feels like the first. Everything we are gives me butterflies. Everything you do keeps me in awe. Things as simple as:
By Final Thoughts8 years ago in Humans
Relationship Status
From the time we're old enough for bedtime stories or to play with a Barbie, girls are surrounded with the idea of a happily ever after, fairy tale, perfect Ken or prince charming style relationship. The expectation of a man riding up on the back of a horse and sweeping us off our feet, stealing us away to a shining castle on a hill. But why? For a start it's completely unrealistic; I can almost categorically guarantee most of us will not end up living in a castle and besides that, no two relationships are the same and nor should they be.
By Emmy Tumber8 years ago in Humans
Love and Spells
Relationships could sometimes be a blessing to us, or they could be a big lesson. No matter what your issue was, let's admit it, we all have sat there wondering about how we could have saved our relationship with that person. Perhaps you would have done anything for that person to love you the way you loved them. No matter what your problem was, what if you really could have the upper hand in the situation and control the situation from behind the shadows, fixing your relationship with your partner?
By Xyla Royals8 years ago in Humans
The Crowned Rose
Little girls grow up dreaming that they're a princess. That a prince will one day come and show them the greatest journey and joy that life can give. Every day will be filled with love and laughter. There will be pictures of their children's first steps, their first milestones in life. To grow old in love and happiness is everyone's hope.
By Eilish Blue8 years ago in Humans
I Love His Girl
I had you in my arm's reach, but now I find you in someone's arms. I tried to move on, but every second you're on my mind. I try to throw myself into my work, but then I remember that I work to make your dreams come true. And I'm scared to sleep since I know that I can't run from you in my dreams. Cuz I don't know about you, but when I said those three words, I meant each word. They say third time is the charm, but what if my third chance never comes
By josh napper8 years ago in Humans
If You Knew
If you knew my thoughts you’d be intrigued. You’d be interested to know that I am not thinking about the movie we’re watching but about the time you picked me a dandelion and sneezed right after you smelled it. Or often when we met and you simply smiled for what felt like eternity itself and I forced myself to look away though I was curious to read your eyes.
By Hannah Harrison8 years ago in Humans
For the Girls Who Wish They Could Turn Back Time...
For The Girls Who Want To Turn Back Time I’ve watched so many movies. Movies about everything. EVERYTHING. Somehow the movies that have had the most lasting effect on me are the ones about love. My mom would tell me I was a “hopeless romantic,” a term I thoroughly detest seeing as how I don’t want to believe that there is anything hopeless about the idea of romance; I must have been about 12 the first time I heard it. I was late to the whole "boyfriend falling-in-love" game. My only love was acting. I thought boys were funny, welcomed their adoration, and would never turn down a kiss…but I was in no way interested in belonging to someone. And love? Love was a dish better served…from a far away distance—as far as I was concerned. My parents seemed to love one another though they split when I was about eight years old. Unlike many, I wasn’t devastated. My parents had this wonderful way of showing me how much they loved and respected one another despite their inability to make marriage work for them. My father, though flawed and adulterous, always showered me with the love a little girl so desperately needs to become a woman fully capable of being loved. My mother was what most mothers are—the disciplinary—but she was also soft and kind and she often cried to express her deep love. So, I wonder, how did I inevitably become a woman who often fantasizes about wiggling straight out of love’s reach?
By Iman Milner8 years ago in Humans
