When you hold my hand… When you kiss me… When you hold me… When you forgive me quickly… When you look into my eyes… When you touch me… and in a hundred other ways I feel it. You love me the way I need to be loved.
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There is no meaning to be found beyond what I express. No amount of thought can figure out what was never spoken, expressed or done. Please accept what I say and what you see as the reality I live in. My heart is true.
Saying I love you sounds too simple. Saying you mean the world to me doesn’t say enough. There is no definition that could truly describe this love.
From “A Year From Wednesday” by James Browning
Our Love is
can be measured.
And more lasting
than our lives.
We are fodder for a fire, that burns brightly yet does not incinerate; that grows hotter with time, yet does not obliterate; that protects with its heat; that melts two into one entity as certainly as crayons melt together on a hot stove.
You are far, far away, yet right here with me. Your love is a poultice for my ache; the remedy for my yearning. Knowing how you feel in your heart about me brings joy that can not be described in words.
Time has caused what is in my heart to grow to healthy and strong. All others faded away over the years, but my feelings for you grew. My heart was once in my chest, but it’s yours now. Once given so completely it can not be taken away.
From the song “Old Friend” by Phyllis Hyman
I miss the way
through my hair
Those cozy nights
in your easy chair
I won’t let
turn you away
Few things do I unquestioningly know, but one constant never wavers: I love you. I know you are from the inside out to a depth most human beings never experience. How blessed I am to care so deeply and more so to be loved as deeply in return.
American romantic writer and blogger, James Browning
It comes down to this…
I can say,
“I love you”