I love…
…how interested you always are in what I do, think and hope for. The way you encourage me to go after my dreams makes me stronger than I am by myself.
19th Century American Writer David Henry Thoreau
There
is
no
remedy
for
love
but
to
love
more.
I love…
…that you are strong yet sensitive; emotionally astute but not sentimentally burdened; fully sentient and awake to life; a good example of one doing their best to live imperfect perfection well.
From “Marilyn” by Marilyn Monroe
Imperfection
is beauty,
madness
is genius
and it’s better to be
absolutely ridiculous
than absolutely boring.
I love…
…the tenderness of your touch and how well you express yourself so clearly to me that way without ever uttering a word.
Credited to the Greek Philosopher Plato
At
the
touch
of
love
everyone
becomes
a
poet.
I love…
…feeling you hug me especially after I have not seen you for a while. The way you hold me close for a long while says more than pages of words can say.
Actions Speak Louder Than Words by Audrey Heller
It’s not what you say,
it’s the things you do,
that makes someone feel
confident in you.
Those of you, who feel
listening to nice words is
quite important.
At some point, I’d have to agree.
However, to be able to show
how you feel by your actions,
well now….
that speaks louder to me!
I love…
…the calm look in your face and the growing peace around you. It easy to see that you enjoy life more than you ever have. That magic rubs off on others including me.
By Morris Schwartz (subject of the book “Tuesdays with Morrie”)
The most
important thing
in life
is to
learn how
to give
out love,
and to
let it
come in.
I love…
…watching you interact with others when you don’t know I’m watching. Seeing you talk, laugh, tear up and share with those you trust is refreshing in its honesty.
From “No Man is an Island” by Thomas Merton
The beginning of love
is the will to let those we love
be perfectly themselves,
the resolution not to twist them
to fit our own image.
If in loving them
we do not love
what they are, but only
their potential likeness to ourselves,
then we do not love them:
we only love the reflection
of ourselves we find in them
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James
I love…
…to hear you hum or sing along like you do sometimes when you’re listening to music. I am glad you aren’t shy and are comfortable doing it around me.
From “Love Song” By Mary Carolyn Davies
There is a strong wall
about me to protect me:
It is built of the words
you have said to me.
There are swords
about me to keep me safe:
They are the kisses
of your lips.
Before me goes a shield
to guard me from harm:
It is the shadow
of your arms
between me and danger.
I love…
…how thoughtful and kind you are to your family. I hope they know how blessed they are to have you!
Original Author Unknown and Anonymous
Women are like apples on trees,
the best ones are on the top of the tree.
Most men don’t want to reach for the good ones
because they are afraid of falling
and don’t want to get hurt.
Instead, they just get the rotten apples
from the ground that aren’t so good but easy.
So, the apples at the top think
something is wrong with them,
when in reality they are amazing.
They just have to wait
for the right man to come along,
the one who’s brave enough to climb
all the way to the top because they value quality.
I love…
… while walking together how our hands naturally find each other without having to look down or even think about it.
From “The Clod & the Pebble” by William Blake
Love seeketh not
itself to please,
Nor for itself
hath any care;
But for another
gives its ease,
And builds a Heaven
in Hell’s despair.
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