Love…
…is magic. Someone asked me what the happiest day of my life was. I closed my eyes and felt a joyful tear run down my face as I thought back to the day when you first told me you loved me.
19th Century Victorian poet Elizabeth Barrett Browning
I love you
not only for
what you are,
but for what
I am when
I am with you.
I love you
not only for
what you
have made
of yourself,
but for
what you
are making
of me.
Love…
…began whispering your name to my heart soon after we first met. At first I did not listen, but in time the voice grew deep and strong, just like how I love you. Maybe one day we will be together.
Author of Tao Te Ching and philosopher of ancient China Lao Tzu
Love
is of all
passions
the strongest,
for it
attacks
simultaneously
the head,
the heart,
and
the senses.
Love…
…brings strength to those it touches. Dreams light up in three dimensions. Hopes become likely to come true. Wishes materialize into tangible forms. Love is a great catalyst of increased happiness.
American amateur poet Christopher Poindexter
It was rather beautiful:
the way he put her
insecurities to sleep.
The way he dove into
her eyes and starved
all the fears
and tasted all the
dreams she kept
coiled beneath
her bones.
Love…
…is an opening of the heart; a welcoming of your beloved. Authentic loving is risky and the most potentially rewarding chance a person can take. You must be willing to get your heart-broken six times theN get up and try a seventh and more…
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You fixed me.
A decade of
being broken,
without hope,
and you fixed me.
You said I was
amazing and beautiful.
More importantly,
you told me
that nothing
would ever stop you
from loving me.
You have no idea
how much
you mean to me.
I love you, so much
that I don’t even know
how to put it to words.
Love…
…for you felt familiar from moment I began to fall for you. It didn’t feel like a new spark, but rather a dormant one I had been carrying my whole life. A sleeping ember was only waiting for me to meet you so it could be awakened to set fire in my heart.
First non-European to win Literature Nobel Prize Rabindranath Tagore
I seem to have
loved you in
numberless
forms,
numberless
times,
in life after
life, in age
after age
forever.
Love…
…deep and true proves I was made for you and you alone. Others have come and gone but always I remained distant. No one ever stole my heart. When you arrived it felt simply natural to throw open the windows of the most private parts of me.
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You can’t
force
someone
to love you;
all you
can do is
become
someone
who can
be loved;
the rest is
up to them.
Love…
…puts an unavoidable craving toward another into mind, heart and soul; a thirst only the beloved can quench. Even if two lovers abide for only a time that makes their love no less true and real.
American poet and Pulitzer Prize winner Mary Oliver
To live
in this world,
you must
be able to do
three things:
to love
what is
mortal;
to hold it
against
your bones
knowing
your life
depends on it;
and when
the time comes,
to let go.
Love…
…keeps you close always. You are alive in my heart, constant in my thoughts and permanently mingled with my soul. There is no separate “me” anymore; only you and I; us.
“Have I Ever Told You…” by Gianella Ramirez
Have I ever told you
When I stand still
I can hear
the beating of your heart,
Beating along with mine?
Have I ever told you
When my arms feel empty
I hug myself and,
somehow,
I feel the warmth
Of your body embracing mine?
Have I ever told you
when I’m missing you
I close my eyes
and in my mind
I’m safe in your arms?
Have I ever told you
No matter how
this world separates us
We are still one person
Until the end of time?
Love…
…felt familiar from the moment I began to fall for you. It didn’t feel like a new spark, but rather a dormant one I had always carried. A sleeping ember was only waiting for your breath to awakened it and set a fire in my heart.
First non-European to win Literature Nobel Prize Rabindranath Tagore
I seem to have
loved you in
numberless
forms,
numberless
times,
in life after
life, in age
after age
forever.
Love…
… has my heart singing in harmony with yours. Had someone suggested I’d mellow into such happiness, I’d not have accepted it was possible. Now I believe. Now I’m in love. Now I know joy I never imagined feasible.
French romantic, poet and novelist Victor Hugo
What
a grand
thing,
to
be
loved!
What
a grander
thing
still,
to
love!
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