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.
We are the
same my love.
scare me away.
is the exact
And that happens
to be my
Posts Tagged ‘seeing you clearly’
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.
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.
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
I want her
I want to
for the rest
of my days
in my skin.
…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.
… 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”.
…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.
…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
As soon as I look up,
his eyes click onto my face.
The breath whooshes
out of my body and
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.
…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
…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.