love
All you need is Love, and Love is all you need.
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Sarah closed the door briskly behind her. Heating the house was expensive, Phil kept telling her. It's not like she didn't realise that—she could see the figures on the quarterly bills just as well as he could—Phil just seemed to gain some odd kind of anxious comfort from saying it out loud.
By Deanne Adams8 years ago in Humans
To the Girl Who Let Him Go
To the girl who let him go: thank you. Thank you for letting go of such an amazing man. Thank you for hurting him the way you did and helping him learn. You let him go for certain reasons and for that I will be forever grateful. You let go of someone who supports you in everything you do. You let go of someone who would never hurt you, even if his life depended on it. You let go of someone who would put his life on the line for you in a heartbeat. You let go of a man that every girl dreams of having. You helped him grow so he could love me the way he does. Thank you for giving me my lifelong partner. My other half. The love of my life.
By Hannah Beaton8 years ago in Humans
Love Strokes
I say that, in one’s life you are blessed if you are lucky enough to find your first love, the love of your life, then, perhaps, your soulmate, and then your life partner. One’s first love of their life is just that—the first time a feeling of love is felt towards someone else. To have compassion, attraction, and attachment to someone or something else. The love of your life comes after what feels like a mistake. You learn your lesson and you move on. The love of your life is someone who you absolutely fall in love with. You are in love with them and their life. You find someone that you are willing to do any and everything for. That someone is one who you build a love with that will last for a lifetime, someone who will always have a piece of your heart for as long as you live. If, for some reason, you lose the love of your life, I hope you are blessed enough to meet your soulmate. Your soulmate will be the one who feels as if you’ve known them all of your life. They will be aligned with your soul, causing a change to you as a whole, some way or another. Although the connection between you two is rated on a high level, separation will occur after you receive the love that they were meant to give. Don’t be sad, though, they will always be someone who is a phone call away. Your life partner—someone who the others prepared you for. Your life partner is a friend or companion who you can trust with your life. The two of you are so in sync with one another that you know what each other wants and needs without it being spoken. They are the person you will do any and everything for. You two were made to build a foundation so strong that God himself built it—Built with the lessons that were learned before you knew each other existed. Yes, they are the ones that you are made for, and vice versa.
By Tastee Thoughts8 years ago in Humans
To My Future Spouse
My sweet man, I want to live life alongside you. I want to have pillow fights and build pillow forts in our tiny apartment which we can barely afford. In a city I do not yet know. Nor do I care. I want to do dishes after cooking you a large dinner and have you slide your arms around me. I would like to hold onto your hands when you get out of bed to leave to work in the mornings and beg you to crawl back in. I want you to love me when I first wake up in the morning with drool on my lips and my hair matted to one side. To love me with really bad breath. And I will do the same for you.
By Acasia Tucker8 years ago in Humans
Top 5 Ways to Survive a Long-distance Relationship
Are you in a long-distance relationship? Are you going to be in one in the near or distant future? Are you just curious as to how the hell someone can survive not living near their partner? Well, here's some techniques and tips to help you get through the time of not being near your honey.
By Chantel St.Croix8 years ago in Humans
Happily Ever After
Happily ever after didn’t exist for her, though she inwardly craved it, even in its most realistic of manifestations. Oh, she’d already met her knight in shining armor. She knew it wasn’t a father complex though he was twenty-seven and a half years her senior, her birthday being on November fourth, his being on July fourth. Well, someone had to be born then, she thought before looking in the mirror. For all that she was curvy, she didn’t see it. She just didn’t see her appeal. Were she someone to view herself the way she viewed him, she’d see the paunch that came from years of eating her feelings and two miscarriages was pleasantly plump and that a lot of what she labeled grotesque fat was relaxed muscle. She just couldn’t see how any man could crave it. She was proud enough of her large breasts and her round butt. Even her thighs, of late, were acceptable. But she could not get past her gut. Formosa, which had that connotation of pleasingly curvy, would be what an Italian man would say of her. It would fall on deaf ears. She thought anyone who found her beautiful daft and was convinced that no man she found attractive would feel the same. That was, ever since him. He had high cheekbones, arched eyebrows, a square jawline, slim lips that in no way detracted from his appeal (rather went with it), and a scent and grin that drove her mad in the best way. Even his gray hair only added to the overall effect of making her need a drool bucket whenever she thought of him. He was a dad and that just made him a DILF. She kept a picture of him in her bedside drawer. This was her fantasy man, except he was all too real.
By Alexandra F8 years ago in Humans
My Love
This is the story of how I met my husband. I was 19 years old. I was visiting my best friend in her town. Her family and I decided to go to the lake. We ran into a group of people her uncle knew. Well, after a while, we decided to jump into the water, clothes and all. I normally don't like swimming in lake water, but I said the heck with it, I'm having fun! About thirty minutes in, I decided to get out. We walk to the car so I can grab a cigarette. As we were walking back to the camper, we noticed this handsome young man standing by the door talking to her uncle.
By Carol Forsyth8 years ago in Humans
