falling-in-love

My parents say you__e no good, Elijah._ I exhaled and killed the cigarette in the grass.Laughing, Eli__ eyes went to my lips and his hands touched my bare midriff. __eally? And what do you say?__e had brought his lips so close to mine that it became hard to think about my next words when all I wanted to do was crush my mouth to his. I wanted him to completely consume me. __ think you__e broken,_ I finally got out, and Eli arched a brow. __ut I think I__ broken too. I just don__ know it yet.

It's very important my parent's don't think I'm starting to fall in love with people, because then they might notice that I'm growing up, and I'm kind of trying to keep it a secret. I think it will cause an incident

I jumped into a crowd full of "u"s they turned into underscores. Hit the pavement hard._ visualization words

It__ not called __alling in love_ for no reason. It__ scary! It__ like jumping out of a plane with no parachute. Or bungee-jumping without your cord attached. Or hang-gliding with only one wing.

She shocked me. Truly rocked the ground beneath my feet. Made the air shimmer with her power and grace. The woman had slipped free the prison of rules that governed us all and met me halfway to paradise.

I love youas much as the oceankisses the shoreno matter how many timesit is sent away.

I always looked for someone who can appreciate my feelings, to understand me and above all feel very happy to have my love, it took me years to find you but today I feel happier than ever.

True love is durable and hard to find.

Your eyes gave it away. You don't want the old stuff. You want to have the new and improved Well-being, go with the right people and they'll be right for you.

I feel like real love should take time, or at least, more time than this. I've been trying to make my head rule my actions, when my heart has so obviously taken over, but I feel how I feel, and I know it's not going away.

We don't fall in love with people because they're good people. We fall in love with people whose darkness we recognise. You can fall in love with a person for all of the right reasons, but that kind of love can still fall apart. But when you fall in love with a person because your monsters have found a home in them-- that's the kind of love that owns your skin and bones. Love, I am convinced, is found in the darkness. It is the candle in the night.

His lips ever so gently touched mine, and suddenly I felt everything stirring inside me grow wings, let loose, and fly.

Then he kissed her so deeply and so completely that she felt like she was falling, floating, spiraling down, down, down, like Alice in Wonderland.

My whole body sank forward into his arms. His lips moved against mine, exploring my mouth so gently. I tried to mimic his movements--slowly, uncertainly, until I didn't have to think about it at all. It just felt right. He let out a soft moan at my reaction and cupped his hands behind my head, pulling me closer until I couldn't tell where my mouth ended and his began. A liquid sensation swooped throughout my stomach. It was the most amazing thing I'd ever felt and it kept growing, the vibrating heat expanding outward. I was surprised I was still able to stand.

We live only for the hope of love.

The only path wide enough for us all is love.

From the deepest silence between us arose uncertain, utterly vague and, as it were, whispered varieties on the theme __mile_.

Love can be expressed in a myriad of different methods, but the most timeless and most treasured will always remain the classic love letter.