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Love is that sweet and peaceful feeling where you truly see a human being for who they are with all of their flaws, their stories, their quirks, their ways of doing life and you don't want to change a fucking thing about them. <3
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Love is......
sharing a kiss at that moment...just because...one may be walking by you in a room....
holding hands when one is afraid... a million tiny little gestures...done "just because".....that means the most..... handwritten notes & cards...just because you thought of them ATM.... A random text just to say "I care".... or "I love you".... that peaceful, easy flow of synergy when you are together.... that ache deep in your heart when apart.... that smile at the thoughts of stolen kisses....hugs...and just "being" in that moment... |
At first, it's a fancy little cocktail of chemicals in the brain; then, it just gets messy. :)
It's no Nicholas Sparks novel. That's for sure. It is hard work, but it is worth it. |
Love is... all those wonderful things... and...
... a big giant pain in the arse!! Don't play... don't front... yes it is!! :seeingstars: P.S. And yet... still worth the suffering. ;) |
Love and infatuation are two entirely different things. They really are miles apart.
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They don't get messy. We just don't understand them yet. |
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Romantic relationships tend to start off in the “honeymoon phase” when everything is peaches and cream, so to speak. That feeling of everything being perfect is the result of chemicals in the brain, and it feels freaking awesome. Eventually that phase wears off, and that’s when “true love” kicks in (or not), in my opinion and experience. And when it does, it is beautifully messy...just like life. It’s not always easy, as I’m sure you know having been partnered for 22 years (which is very admirable, by the way). |
love is truly wanting your loves to be happy..........
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Love is when he pulls you in close for cuddles when you are getting back into bed at 4 a.m. and he is still asleep but senses you ♡♡♡
Love is a 3 a.m. text conversation with your sister Love is a cat stretched out across the top of your chair that purrs simply from your head leaning back against him Love is a text from your coworker telling you she is off but to have a great weekend Love is group Snapchat with your "squad" (boyfriend and his sister) that involves drag queen-looking snapshots and updates throughout the day just about everyone's day |
love is setting up boundaries so you can nest inside them with your love and drown in it
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Sounds less deadly. :| |
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FLOAT. Love is my favorite femme and hearing her say she is happy. :stillheart: |
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You can say drown but I'm a poor swimmer and it makes me anxious but float reminds me of floaties and who doesn't love floaties? <3 |
Love is being vulnerable.......
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Love is a connection no matter how many miles.
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I agree. Infatuation is selfish. Love is selfless Infatuation wears off after "real life" starts. Real life doesn't affect real love. |
Love is snuggling on the couch with your grandchild watching cartoons.
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Love is being driven around when I'm scared to drive my dying car.
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Love is....
Making a commitment to love honor and cherish, and not chucking it all away when someone else catches your eye. Having the maturity to know how much power your actions have to harm the ones that love you. Buying separate tubes of toothpaste because who wants to fight about how you squeeze/roll the tube? Making bacon for breakfast when you prefer sausage. vanilla ice cream with chocolate sauce...lol The way my hear sings when my Kasey walks in the room. |
Love is seen in the little things you do each day that say -I love you-You are important
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