love

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

Sally's Diner
March came “in like a lion,” so there is plenty of dirty and compacted snow filling my open backed heels as he gently escorts me down the slippery ramp to his car. Normally I wear tall white pleather “go-go” boots, a mini skirt, and false eyelashes. The standard uniform for cocktail waitresses on the night club strip in downtown. But tonight, a little too “disco” for a first date…
By DeEtta Miller5 years ago in Humans
The Maid
Lena sat staring out the window. The day was dark and overcast. The days had been in a constant gray, making Lena wonder if it was tied in with her mood.
By Em Short5 years ago in Humans
How I Married My Worst Compatible Zodiac Sign
As a Virgo i have been told we have many traits, some people have even expressed how much they love our zodiac sign m some have expressed how much they hate our sign and some have expressed that they have a love-hate relationship. The couple of traits that they couldn't deny about us is:
By DaNae Hinton5 years ago in Humans
Spinning Stagnant
She's a lot different than you. I grew up thinking I was attracted to blondes, but I fell for you, who had hair as black as jet. I thought I liked those of shorter height, but you were nearly as tall as I was. She's sitting there across from me, talking, her lips moving constantly. I'm trying to stay attentive, but the setting is too loud, the room too dim, and what lighting there is hurts my eyes.
By -5 years ago in Humans
Love
I have a question for you. Do you sometimes ask yourself what is true love or do you know love when you see it? I’ve asked myself this a million times over. Growing up my life was good, my mom gave me what I required and most of my wants. When I did good in school my mom would reward me and when I did badly in school I receive punishments. If I was sick, she would give me medicine to make me feel better and give me hugs and kisses. In my child-like mind, I converted all the things my mom did for me as love; at that point in my life, the mental aspect was not a part of it. As an adult I don’t have a vivid memory of being told I love you regularly by anyone in my younger years but, that doesn’t mean I wasn’t loved, the love that I felt came through action. I can also say my father wasn’t there throughout my complete upbringing so I feel I had some nescience when it came to love. I tend to think back on what I thought was my first love, the father to my children, my high school sweetheart. I fell in love with his conversation as we talked for hours and hours on the phone. We would spend the night with each other via phone and wake with good mornings to each other as if we were waking up looking at each other face to face. When we were in school he would hold my books and walk me to every single class. He told me he loved me every single day and gave me his undivided attention so, I just knew we had real love. Throughout our time together if I loved him I had to give my body before I was ready, I had to give him my money and not ask what he needed it for, I had to let him drive my car and not ask him where he was going, I had to not believe the girls that said he told them he loved them too and never question him about it. I was so blinded by what I wanted to be love until I chose not to notice all the red flags that I was tripping over throughout our journey. I married this man when I knew in my heart he would never love me the way I needed to be loved. He promised me he would change and stand by my side through thick and thin and he would remain faithful. We parented three children together and through it all, he still couldn’t keep his promises; it was all lies to break me mentally. Everything my mom did for me never hurt me or made me feel sad, even when she punished me she explained to me why and that she wanted me to make good decisions and do great things. Everything my children’s father did to me or with me made me second guess myself, made me sad, I felt unhappy, unappreciated and I felt as if I was unworthy. The whole time I did provide true love but my love was not reciprocated. It took years but, I let him go and decided to love on myself. This man makes me laugh, takes me out on dates, goes skating with me, helps with the children; he found me and I married him. He showed me and is still showing me what love is. I don’t ask myself anymore do I know what true love is because I truly see it every day now and I have my husband to thank for that.
By Khalilah White5 years ago in Humans
Merlot at Midnight
It's raining today. A slight drizzle falls sideways onto my window pane. The wind rocks the old house back and forth, and I feel like I am out at sea, swaying. I close the rusty shutters and bundle myself in bed, dozing back off as two stray cats squeal outside. The sun warms my face upon waking, and I am comforted to know that the rain has come and gone. A chill remains in the air, bells chime in the distance, and swallows manically dive and circle the ancient castle that proudly stands in front of the house.
By Taylor Haught5 years ago in Humans
love for ever
I hurried to the chair and pulled it back. - Well, am I wrong? I sighed and sat down softly on the brown chair. - I'm talking to you!
By Farnoosh Faal5 years ago in Humans
Cigarettes & Dark Rum
It was in one of those rare moments where every 30 seconds you could look up and the air around you had changed, the blue space between night and day that painted pockets of perspective and limbo, that they had arranged to meet. He waited at the end of the street next to the traffic lights at about half 6, but that didn't determine anything. It wasn't the fact that it would only be the two of them, or the secret texts or missed calls, or even the bursting smile they concealed as they thought "they want to go with me?". It wasn't even in the assumptions of strangers as they walked back up her street to a park bench, or in the way his arm instinctively stopped her crossing the road before him. Maybe it was in the conversation which fluttered between school, cigarettes, clothes and parties. Or the way her eyes saved him when he didn't know what else to talk about, as if to say "I know, me neither".
By R H5 years ago in Humans
Eternal Perfection
I’d finally done it, and my heart was bursting with emotions to which I could not lay a name. My nearly lifelong dream had manifested into a reality. And what a wonderful, amazing, and unforgettable reality! I had waited years for it, and it had not disappointed in the least. It was just as I’d always known it would be and had been more fulfilling than anything imaginable – save giving birth to two children – in my lifetime.
By Cindy Calder5 years ago in Humans
A Love Story - Through Letters
Dear A, What a world we live in, where such a strong connection can be made online. Where two people can see a few pictures, read a few facts, and go… you know, I want to give this person a chance, give this person my time. I’m not sure exactly what it was that pushed me to click that like button, but I can say your pictures drew me in and the few words you had written helped locked me in completely. You are the one I chose to give a chance to, to give my time and energy too. And here we are a month later and I have no regrets. Something just feels right, feels different, and something has definitely clicked between us. However, something tells me this isn’t going to be as easy as we think, but I know it will be worth it.
By Brittany Nicole5 years ago in Humans
Top 10 Signs he loves you
Signs of a guy falling in love with a girl Some people can find out immediately whether someone loves us or not. We can not tell 100% whether he really loves us even if he finds it so easy to find out. Someone will say that he loves us but they love our beauty and keep us old. Does someone really love us if they really love us? Here are ten tips to help you find out
By 2 min nanba5 years ago in Humans
Little Blackbird
Driving through the high desert is my favorite place in the world to decompress. I come out here when a decision feels hazy or when my heart feels heavy. Tonight it was the latter. The road out here is endless and gives you the space to think, something a bedroom can’t compete with.
By Deborah Nava5 years ago in Humans