I press my face against his chest, inhale his scent, take comfort from it. "I'm so sorry, Victor. I'm not sure I realized how truly awful this is for you.""It could be worse. I might not have you."I sink against him."Trust me," he whispers.
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I'm about to make a wild, extreme and severe relationship rule: the word busy is a load of crap and is most often used by assholes. The word "busy" is the relationship Weapon of Mass Destruction. It seems like a good excuse, but in fact in every silo you uncover, all you're going to find is a man who didn't care enough to call. Remember men are never to busy to get what they want.
Spiritual love is when you see new faces as the oldest.
The bitterest hardships, the most daunting trials; none of these are burdens if it means being with you.
True love asks no question of the heart. _It knows with surety.
Then what is true love?_ she asked audaciously. Derian leaned forward, his focus powerfully fixed on her. His voice turned delicate and compelling as he spoke. __ove is so much more than a feeling. True love, Eena, is something that develops over time. It__ not that initial infatuation nor the shivers and butterflies that take your breath away when you__e first attracted to someone. Those things are nice, but they are barely the beginning of what could become true love. The emotions you speak of are temporary and unreliable, elicited when two people come together. The power I speak of grows ever stronger over time until it is steadfast, even in separation. Then, reunited, it solidifies unshakably._ She shook her head. __ don__ quite follow._ The captain inched closer, fixing her with the sincerest of gazes. His hands cupped as if he were holding his very heart within them. __rue love is a developed and intense appreciation for someone. It__ that perfect awareness that you are finally whole when she__ with you, and that hollow incompleteness you suffer when she__ gone. True love takes time, Eena. It__ an earned comfort that tells you she__l be right there beside you no matter what you do, not necessarily happy with your every action, but faithful to you just the same. Love is knowing someone so deeply, understanding her so completely, that you can finish her thoughts without hesitation, confident in reading her face, her body, even her slightest gesture means something to you. Love is years of devotion, sacrifice, commitment, loyalty, trust, faith, and friendship all wrapped up in one. True love does more than cause your heart to flutter, Eena. It upholds your heart when the infatuation no longer makes it flutter._ __ow.
Be loved for who you are, for everything that constitutes you. Be loved for your core beliefs, your strengths and weaknesses, your admirable traits and troublesome baggage. Be loved for you, because anything less is not love at all.
Love in its essence is unconditional. When conditions, exceptions, and ultimatums are cast into the mix, its purity changes. It is no longer love and should be referred to by a less-desirable name.
... far be it from a French man to interfere with love.
I love her. I love her. I love her. I love her. And this time, I will never let her go.
I never wanted anything as bad as I want you
It is more than love, barely less than madness. It__ never close enough.
I love you to the moon and bed.
I__ jealous of the cherries that have been in your mouth,_ he said, __hat they get to make your lips so red._ He kissed her softly, teasing her tongue with his, a lustful wet caress, and Austen was suspended in air. ____ jealous of every single day before today that I didn__ get to spend with you.
Thou doth not know the tragedy of a tale between two hearts till the tears of a forgotten love dissolve into the scars of yearning and seep through the cracks of the broken, leaving behind a trail of crimson for all but one to see.
If we aren't willing to change, we aren't willing to unconditionally love.
When love comes, it comes indiscriminately.
Love does not dwell on how much one receives in return. If there is ever any balance in love, it is in a contest of who can love who more.