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My Darling…
Each of us has a shadowed history we’re not proud of. Together we’re growing forward in a way that makes the past, truly past. Our love is the cure we each needed so badly.

Credited to “S.L.” on a Facebook post by C. Joybell C.

Shady-LoversWe are the
same my love.
Your truth
will never
scare me away.
Our darkness
is the exact
same shade…
And that happens
to be my
favorite color.

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My Darling…
I catch myself wanting proof and evidence of your love, but that is loving with the expectation it will be returned in kind. I am learning to hope and even pray for your love, but to accept it is your choice, ‘if and how’ you love me.

American author, motivational speaker and professor Leo F. Buscaglia
590430614_oLove is
always
bestowed
as a gift -
freely,
willingly,
and without
expectation
We don’t
love to
be loved;
we love
to love.

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My Darling…
To love is meaningful. To be loved means more. But to be loved by the person I love brings everything: joy, understanding, forgiveness, passion, friendship, tenderness and devotion.

Early 19th Century English Romantic poet John Keats
MLP_6200I am
certain
of nothing
but the
holiness
of the
heart’s
affections
and the
truth
of the
imagination.

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My Love…
I know you, but have no first-hand knowledge. I feel you near, but far away. I have held out for a long time always believing in something I can’t explain. As sure as sunrise you’re waiting for me… somewhere.

From “Water for Elephants” by American/Canadian writer Sara Gruen
live-your-dreams-my-dream-is-23986887-1600-1200I want her
to melt
into me,
like butter
on toast.
I want to
absorb her
and walk
around
for the rest
of my days
with her
encased
in my skin.

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Love…
…makes me wish grand things and imagine bold dreams. If I could reach up and hold a star for every time you made me smile, I would have the whole night sky in the palm of my hand.

From “Succubus Revealed” by American Novelist Richelle Mead
tumblr_m5y9k7oDPX1r3a6jho1_500How we
love others
is affected
by how we
love ourselves,
and for the
first time
in a long
time,
I was
whole.

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Love…
… of the lasting kind is uncommon and rare. It’s not difficult to find someone who tells you they love you. It’s very difficult to find someone who actually means it. My darling, I have never meant anything as much as “I love you”.

From “War and Peace” by Russian writer Leo Tolstoy
couple-on-picnic NARROWWe

are

asleep

until

we

fall

in

Love!

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Love…
…has painted a masterpiece on my heart. Down to the smallest detail, cupid’s artistry is engraved upon my soul. All who witness you and I together know we are the art of love at its best.

French writer, historian and philosopher Voltaire
art-couple-dresscode-love-museum-paris-Favim_com-97028Love
is
a
canvas
furnished
by
Nature
and
embroidered
by
imagination.

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Love…
…stirs deeply when we look at each other. Making eye contact with you is one the single most uplifting experiences I have ever known. In those moments we connect to be one living and breathing being; apart, no longer complete.

From “Deliriium” by American author Lauren Oliver
2313014679_0890cb221a_oEDITAs soon as I look up,
his eyes click onto my face.
The breath whooshes
out of my body and
everything freezes
for a second, as though
I’m looking at him
through my camera lens,
zoomed in all the way,
the world pausing
for that tiny span of time
between the opening
and closing of the shutter.

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Love…
…that is given time, heals. Our days apart brought a clear knowing of how much you mean to me. Alone in the quiet within myself, I listened to my heart and it whispered loudly, “you love him still with all that you are”.

Dutch-born Catholic priest and writer Henri Nouwen
daydreaming-daydreaming-31008775-553-694Somewhere
we know
that without
silence,
words
lose their
meaning,
that without
listening,
speaking
no longer
heals,
that without
distance,
closeness
cannot
cure.

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Love…
…to be happiest should have qualities that allow lovers to be foolish and silly like small children playing joyfully together without inhibition. The openness to naturally “be” without any worry about how each is perceiving the other: that’s true love.

Roman lyric poet Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus)
couple6Mix
a little
foolishness
with your
serious plans.
It is lovely
to be silly
at the
right
moment.

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