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iin our darkest moments, love is probably one of the last things we think about as we draw our last breath, we take it with us, if we can take anything at all-
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just a feeling.
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This song always reminds me of my one and only failed relationship! |
been there.
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love is love..
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ahhh love....
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thoughts into the wind~
heaped flowers on thy crown whispered words which pound then drown- (the listener) |
Love is in the small things....
I have always loved these little illustrations, but love them even more so now as I see my girlfriend and myself in many of them. There are few things sweeter in life than savoring these small moments together. These moments are where it is really found. :heartbeat:
Many more of these sweet illustrations at this link: https://www.boredpanda.com/love-is-i...mpaign=organic https://static.boredpanda.com/blog/w...ng-23__700.jpg https://static.boredpanda.com/blog/w...ng-17__700.jpg https://static.boredpanda.com/blog/w...ng-42__700.jpg https://static.boredpanda.com/blog/w...ng-20__700.jpg https://static.boredpanda.com/blog/w...ng-21__700.jpg https://static.boredpanda.com/blog/w...ng-26__700.jpg https://static.boredpanda.com/blog/w...ng-49__700.jpg https://static.boredpanda.com/blog/w...ng-38__700.jpg https://static.boredpanda.com/blog/w...ng-24__700.jpg |
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I used to always want to please my lover, so I'd feel obligated to remake myself if she created blueprints for changes she thought would improve my basic personality. Somehow, neither of us were ever satisfied with whatever new version I tried to become. How crazy was it for either of us to think it would be a smart move to remodel me like I was a house she wanted to flip? And when did she go from being a sexy minx to a lion tamer with a whip and a chair? I forgot who I was, and she resented how easily I went from a being a confident, secure butch to a maliable wimp with feet of clay. Now, I take my mantra from the wisdom of a famed Navy veteran: "I yam what I yam, and that's all what I yam."--Popeye (kuk kuk kuk kuk kuk kuk kuk) |
Our Ode to Love is....
**** shared in the quiet moments during a meal-time (we like to feed each other or talk quietly about our work life or life at home),
**** during all the time (s) we spend cuddling each other, **** being there for each other (being fully present while we solve our mutual concerns and problems), **** and kissing each other deeply as we breathe in the fragrance of our cherished love. :stillheart: |
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