With Another

My love…
When we go home each day, it is the same place for both of us now. We have merged our lives. I’m happy and believe you are too. May our comfort and contentment grow through good times and the rough spots too.

American Catholic monk writer, poet, activist and mystic. Thomas Merton
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is our
true
destiny.
We do
not find
the
meaning
of life
by
ourselves
alone…
we find it
with another.

More then One Plus One

My Darling…
We’re very different but a great match. Day by day we grow closer and fall deeper into “like” and “love”. We’re no longer complete apart. You plus me is far more than one plus one.

Adapted from the poem “Take the Chance” by Teseth
310OcphVvULHere are the words
That you long to know
I need you, I love you,
I won’t let you go.
Here are the words
That I long to feel
You need me, you want me
Your love is for real.
To share our true thoughts
We both now must choose
To share all of ourselves;
It’s win or lose.
We’ll both reap rewards
If we just take the chance;
What a remarkable life
You, me, and romance.

Humbling, Exciting and Frightening

Sweetheart…
True love like ours is humbling, exciting and frightening: humbling to realize the magnitude of the rare gift we share; exciting to comprehend the blessing of sharing our lives; frightening at the possibility of losing you.

Love poem by an anonymous/unknown writer
I-Don-t-Want-To-Lose-You-katerinalover-30111754-500-333Tears
may
dry;
Years
may
fly;
But
my
love
for
you
will
never
die.

Another Twenty-Four Hours

My Darling…
To many it’s just another day, but for me it’s another twenty-four hours we get to be in love. Thank you for sharing the good times and being here with me in the difficult ones.

From “The Truth About Forever” by Sarah Dessen
Loving_glances_04_bThere is
never a time
or place
for true love.
It happens
accidentally,
in a heartbeat,
in a single
flashing,
throbbing
moment.

Love Me Anyway

My Love…
There are haunts inside that cause me to hurt you, but they have nothing to do with you. I am grateful beyond expression for your forgiveness, especially when you don’t understand, yet love me anyway.

Buddhist photographer, poet, author and artist Tyler Knott Gregson
slow_dance editI promise you
I will try harder
to be better.
I have battled with
things inside me
for longer
than you know;
I do not know
what they are
or why they are there;
I only know
that they feel
manageable,
defeatable,
when I am
around YOU.
http://tylerknott.com/

A Beautiful Pattern

Sweetheart…
When I tell you I love you, I don’t say it out of habit. I say it to remind you that you’re the best thing that ever happened to me.

Taken from the poem “Best Thing…” by Javier Reyes
1309464616128_fDid you ever
have a dream
that was
so wonderful
you didn’t want
to wake up?
Loving you
feels like
that kind of dream,
only it’s real…
It’s made up
of everyday moments
all strung together
in a beautiful pattern,
one after the other.

Really, Really Good Together

My Darling…
Being with you has broadened my perception of love. It’s build on a foundation of ordinary things like brushing our teeth together, kissing with morning breath and helping each other make dinner. In such commonality the true magic of love grows.

From “The Secret Life of Prince Charming” by Deb Caletti
couple in kitchenEDIT2244 tumblr_inline_mqar9i2fAg1qz4rgpI used to think that finding
the right one was about the man
having a list of certain qualities.
If he has them, we’d be compatible
and happy. Sort of a checkmark
system that was a complete failure.
But I found out that a healthy
relationship isn’t so much about sense
of humor or intelligence or attractive.
It’s about avoiding partners with
harmful traits and personality types.
And then it’s about being with
a good person. A good person
on his own, and a good person
with you. Where the space
between you feels uncomplicated
and happy. A good relationship
is where things just work.
They work because,
whatever the list of qualities,
whatever the reason,
you happen to be
really, really good together.

All Over Me

My Love…
At a glance people don’t notice the difference. They don’t see how much happier and more content I am now. Without looking closely the subtle signs of how much loving you has changed my life are not evident, but they are there.. everywhere… all over me.

From the poem “Because Of You” by Amy S. Bedford
2jbrwaxEDITBecause of you
my world is now whole,
Because of you
love lives in my soul.
Because of you
I have laughter in my eyes,
Because of you
I am no longer
afraid of good-byes.
My love for you is pure
boundless through
space and time,
it grows stronger everyday
with the knowledge
that you’ll always be mine.

With All My Being

My Love…
Today is your birthday, the first of many I hope we get to share. Loving you and being loved in returned has made everything in my life more meaningful. I cherish you Darling and love you with all my being.

American writer, poet and greeting card writer Joanna Fuchs
heart shaped cakeHey, birthday love,
I think of you
On days both
dark and sunny.
You bring me joy
in every thought,
My precious,
loving honey!
So be my love
for all our lives,
And I’ll be
your love, too;
Each birthday
is another chance
To say,
“I love just you!”

Perfect for Me

My Darling…
“This is not my first rodeo”, but I hope my last. Searching for perfect love meant what I desired was out of reach. You came along unexpectedly and are outside what I thought I wanted, but you’re PERFECT for me. Love wins.. finally.

Posted at http://tinkerthinker.tumblr.com/
spooning tumblr_mcqxjnidgG1rvs5c9o1_500EDITOn one side, there’s the peaceful kind of love; the one that offers stability, comfort, and security. There are fights included, of course, but minor and infrequent ones. It’s mostly a soothing, tender love that dominates the relationship. And you think that’s all you want and need, until… You discover a different side. It’s almost foreign to you and completely unlike the usual, stable type of feelings you get with that other person…but that’s precisely what makes it appealing. A rush. An unknown adventure, inviting you in to discover it. Then it becomes a problem. The tranquility of spotting your lucky bracelet vs the excitement of unfolding a new gift. The boring vs the new, Truth vs passion. Which in the end translates to love vs lust. And what sets them apart, is that love is always worth it.