love

All you need is Love, and Love is all you need.

Crossroads
Guy is driving behind the wheel, watching Girl sleep as the horizon changes behind them, in the midst of day shifting into night. He wonders if he should wake her, but decides against it for possibly the fifth time in less than an hour, the iridescent light shining off her impossibly beautiful peaceful face. He'd turned off the radio for fear of waking the sleeping goddess beside him. Out of boredom, Guy begins to keep himself company.
By Jayson Rich8 years ago in Humans
Need Vs Love
There are a few things in my life that are relentless. They just never seem to stop. I think I have a handle on it. I let my guard down. Then, WHOOSH, it is back out of control again. Things like laundry, and people wanting to be fed. For the love of GOD, learn to feed yourselves! I don’t know who put me in charge, or why, but it NEVER stops.
By Courtney Ramsey-Coleman, MS, RD, LDN8 years ago in Humans
Magnetism
For the extremist of overtures; I was the centre of my world. I, being in my twenties and of relatively sound mind, had experienced few of the offerings love wished to give over to me and even less of me to give over to her. In the beauty of her beauty, the ugliness of her beauty, and the untimely melancholic warmth of loves’ comely embrace, I began my journey as a member of the dismissed. I was, as an enthusiast of the Game of Thrones generation, a white walker. Blissfully unabashed by my tendency to show little emotion of my senses. I had a forceful feeling this stemmed from an invasive and uncomfortable youth, which manifested itself throughout my anxiousness and uncertainty, into a plethora of unavailable grey feelings. What therapists called Avoidant Attachment, or some other psychological terminology, taking my strength and homeliness to where I imagined I belonged, along with the other dysfunctional(s). This was around the time I ascribed myself the title, Metal-Man. Yet still, and for some reason beyond question, I felt within my own right when I searched for a relationship that I could describe as "a natural love that arose from wanting a future to be proud of kind of love," "haughty, joyous laughter that could fill a room full kind of laughter," and "companionable hope that might fulfill my disenchanted soul kind of hope." (A lucrative display of my high expectations.)
By S R Gurney8 years ago in Humans
Addiction of Love
Do you ever think that the greatest thing and the most difficult thing that we can possibly experience in our life time is the same thing. The hot and cold of our life and the thing that gives us life is the same thing?
By Man pearson8 years ago in Humans
The Unexpected
Let me tell you a story about my ex and I. Him and I were together for a pretty long time, on and off mostly, and to be honest, I was definitely in love with him. There was this one time I was at my friends house, and everything was going fine, but then my (ex) boyfriend stop replying to my texts and started to ignore me. I tell my friend to text him and to see if he's busy, or if he's just ignoring me. Well, turns out he was definitely ignoring me. So I text him saying that I know he's ignoring me and that he NEEDS to talk to me since obviously we're in a relationship. Next thing I know, he breaks up with me. Days past and I found out he had actually been cheating on me. I was devastated for days, I could barely get out of bed. After a week or two, I started to feel a little better, but I was definitely a different person. I started hanging out with the wrong crowd, doing stupid things that I shouldn't have been doing. I ended up getting with a guy who I knew I should not have been with. He defiantly got me into some trouble. I was not the little innocent girl I used to be. After about three months, I decided to text my ex because I was so depressed and mad at everyone, so I sent him a message that said, he'd promise to never cheat or break up with me, and I take promises serious. We ended up getting into an argument, which made me feel even worse about myself, but I felt like I needed to confront him about what he has done to me and how he ruined me and how he promised all these things. A few days later, he had texted me asking if I wanted to hangout with him, I of course said no because I was still very mad about what had happened the other night, and I thought 'why the hell would he be inviting me to hangout after we had just got in a fight not even two days ago', but one of my friends texted me and convinced me to go. So I went, I was very nervous and also very agitated. But I don't regret going, because he had brought a friend with me and his friend turned out to be the love of my life and I never expected it.
By Ashley8 years ago in Humans
The Thunderstorm
I never liked thunderstorms. They have always brought loud noises and memories of my father yelling at my mother and the smell of liquor filled breath. As the individual raindrops pitter-patter on the roof, my boyfriend wraps his arms around me. My head is tucked in the crook of his neck, and the first strike of lightning hits. As the thunder roars, his arms get tighter and I duck further into his neck.
By Kayla C.8 years ago in Humans
Hopeless In the Search of Love
I always dated guys that were bad news. I only started dating at eighteen and I'm twenty-one now. The guys I dated were either into drugs, cheating, alcohol, or just not good for me. They got me into some bad things.
By Bethany Sneed8 years ago in Humans
Last Wish
They met at a party. My mother was 25 and my dad was 32. It was a cold January something right after the festivities, somewhere where nobody had quite sobered up.
By Elise Marie8 years ago in Humans
He Loves Me Not
My name is Hannah. I am (almost) 22-years-old and I am an expert at unrequited love. Yes, you heard me right. Here I am, on the Internet, proclaiming my status—lovelorn, Hannah Kay, but it's not all bad! I'm pretty sure if you've clicked on this post you probably feel the same way and if you feel the same way, maybe these thoughts can bring you some form of clarity.
By Hannah Kay8 years ago in Humans
Love or Lust
Many wonder what is the difference of love and lust. Two words that start with L but have large differences. So what is love? How do we know when it's love? What aspects tell us it's love? What small details give us hints? Do I love? Do you love? Now what is lust? How do we know it's lust? What aspects tells us it's lust? What small details give us clues? Do you lust? Do I lust? Everybody loves and lusts in their life once or twice. The huge difference about love and lust is time. When it's love, it's basically until death separates those two things.
By Criseyda Gomez8 years ago in Humans
Flame
I wonder around, empty and broken. Numb to those around me. Darkness flows through the crowded streets as I walk aimlessly andblindly. I wonder if you are in as much pain as I am. If you are as confused, hurt and ashamed as me. Ashamed to think that we would last. Ashamed that we didn't see the distance between us. And ashamed for not trying. Not trying hard enough to make it work, not trying enough to listen to each others words, or not caring enough to try at all.
By Deana Fiorante8 years ago in Humans
Was I Ever In Love?
Have you ever thought you were in love? Like real, infatuating, head-over-heels-I-want-to-spend-every-minute-with-you love? You have a couple months of where you are fascinated by this person and would do anything for them... then it gets a bit... boring? I'm 21 and I'm currently bored.
By Karla Jones8 years ago in Humans