Love doesn’t use a fist.
Love never calls you fat or lazy or ugly.
Love doesn’t laugh at you in front of friends.
It is not in Love’s interest for your self-esteem to be low.
Love is a helium-based emotion; Love always takes the high road.
Love does not make you beg.
Love does not make you deposit your paycheck into its bank account.
Love certainly never, never brings the children into it.
Love does not ask or even want you to change. But if you change, Love is as excited about this change as you are, if not more so. And if you go back to the way you were before you changed, Love will go back with you.
Love does not maintain a list of your flaws and weaknesses.
Love believes in you.
Love is patient; Love does not make a point of showing you how patient it is.
It is critical to understand the distinction.”
— Augusten Burroughs, “How to Identify Love by Knowing What It’s Not” from This Is How
(also see 1 Corinthians 13)
(Source: crookedtooth, via denisecua)
My best friend texted me, he asked if I looked nice right now. I told him no, and he said to get ready so I look good, not to him, but to myself. Only text him back If I felt happy with how I looked. This confused me but I didn’t ask questions. I just got ready, and finally after an hour or two, I told him I felt happy with how I looked, sort of. The door rang about 10 minutes later, and my friends told me to come with them to the park. This confused me but I didn’t ask questions, I was bored anyways. We walked to the park, it wasn’t that far, and they said to sit on the swing set. I didn’t really like the swings at this park because it was the very place my first love broke up with me & shattered my heart. Just sitting on the swing hurt a bit, I went into silence at the memories. Suddenly, I was blindfolded. When my friends took it off, there he was. The boy who told me to get ready, I liked this boy, he was my best friend. He handed me a rose and got down on his knee. “I know this is one of your least favorite places. I also know you stopped believing in love after 2 shots to the chest. And you don’t like change. But this is good change, I think. I want to change this swingset from the place where you closed your door to love to the place where it just began. I’ve sat by & watched you get hurt long enough. You’re beautiful, smart, talented, sweet, funny. And impatient. So, I won’t drag this out. I love you, & I’d like to be your boyfriend…Will you go out with me?” This boy was my 3rd love, he made me feel special. It’s been 5 long years, and just today, he said those exact words. To propose.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish it’s source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”
— Anais Nin (via kari-shma)
(Source: warriorprincessss, via followandreblog)
Many of us are waiting to be blindsided by a tsunami of love, when maybe we should just wade in for a sweet swim. What I’m trying to say is we should marry a friend. Romance may birth a friendship, and that’s OK, but we better make sure we marry the person we like to talk to, because marriage isn’t an unending series of orgasms. Marriage is an unending series of conversations.”
— Russ Masterson, 4 Principles to Survive Adulthood, Relevant Magazine (via followandreblog)
The ultimate proof of your love for God is how you love people. Love requires risk; it’s messy, and you are going to get hurt; but it’s the only way you are ever going to show other people who God is.”
— Bebo Bharwani (via followandreblog)
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When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake, and then it subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every part of your body. No… don’t blush. I am telling you some truths. For that is just being in love; which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over, when being in love has burned away.”
— Captain Corelli’s Mandolin (via quotewhore) (via followandreblog, quotewhore) (via followandreblog)
a choice is more genuine when it is made despite so many other options.
(Source: therulesofagentleman)
Untitled.
This note was originally reblogged by @followandreblog, and after two years of posting this on my notes in Facebook, I realized this needs to be read by everyone: couples, singles, brokenhearted, recently separated, “it’s complicated”, and all forms of relationships from all walks of life. I hope you guys like it, too.
If you love someone, ask them for nothing.
Don’t hold them back from their destiny.
Don’t keep them from going off in search of their own answers.
Don’t ask them for commitment.
You will know commitment is real when it is something given willingly and not as something obligatory.
Don’t ask them for promises.
If you are patient, if you have faith, you will know in your heart when the right time for promises has come.
And when that time arrives,
then you will see that you have both lost nothing by setting each other free,
and have instead gained a richer, fuller life,
a wealth of experiences,
and a stronger certainty of your desires.
But should they not return to you,
then life hasn’t cheated you because no promises were broken.
Your bitterness will not last long,
and you will feel thankful and blessed that at the very least,
this beautiful soul has colored your life,
that knowing them has already made life infinitely more meaningful.
By setting a person free,
you run a risk of them not returning.
But always remember that you found them beautiful precisely because they were free.
People are like sunlight. You can feel their warmth, and their glow,
but you can’t hold them in your hand and keep them with you forever.
People choose to stay.
But a choice is made more meaningful when it is made despite so many other options.
Love has no restrictions and it is through mistakes that sometimes we see the right answer.
Because if you love someone,
you ask them for nothing,
and they will come back to you.
(Source: followandreblog)
