love
All you need is Love, and Love is all you need.
Is It Timing, or Not Meant to Be?
The evening I first met you, I had eyes for others, but it seemed as if you only had eyes for me. I remember seeing the one I was wanting to talk to walking into the bowling alley, and some random guy I didn't know walking behind him. He sat down beside me and you across from me. I remember him taking some of the food I was eating, and if I remember correctly, you thought you could too. That evening I had gone to the bowling alley specifically hoping to see him, and what I got was left alone with you. I had told him that I had just recently became single, and at that point, he looked at you, smiled, and ran off. You made me laugh right away; "Well, this is awkward... I'm ___." You introduced yourself and I knew right then, I wanted nothing to do with you...
By Amanda Rochele8 years ago in Humans
John and Jane and L**e
Every relationship is different. They develop at different speeds. Some people rush right into marriage and family, only dating for a couple of months before they take that leap. They spend hours together everyday and by the end of week 2 they have already said those three words. “I love you.” These words can make people feel like they’re birds, soaring high above everyone else without a care in the world. For others they cause something far different and slightly more terrifying. They freeze up, finding their tongue too heavy to move, and they think for sure they’re partner can tell they’re ready to bolt the first chance they get. This doesn’t mean they feel don’t feel the same way. They can still love their partner, but want to run at the same time. It’s not the emotion that scares them usually, it’s knowing that now someone has the ability to hurt them. Love leaves you completely vulnerable and open to the other person. Love for some people is amazing, for others its like being afraid of heights and jumping from a plane without a parachute.
By Katrina Thornley8 years ago in Humans
Dear Her
Dear Her, Thank you! Thank you for not realizing what you had when you had it. Thank you for choosing guys at the bar over the one you had at home. Thank you for putting him in over 60,000 dollars of debt. Thank you for responding to those creeps that stalked you on social media. Thank you for meeting up with them. Thank you for kicking his friends out of your guys' apartment. Thank you for making him choose between you and a motorcycle. Thank you for telling him he couldn’t do the things he loved because he needed to be up your butt 24/7. Thank you for making him a Craigslist ad trying to get him laid so you can say he cheated instead of you. Thank you for packing your stuff in the middle of the night and not talking to him. Thank you for betraying him. Thank you for not going through on your guys' wedding (which is part of the debt). Thank you for crushing his heart and ruining his outlook on women, relationships, and love. Thank you for it all because without you doing what you did I wouldn’t have what we have.
By Elizabeth Buckley8 years ago in Humans
'Two Great Loves' and You're Out?
In an episode of Sex and the City, the following question was posed: how many great loves do we get? Following her divorce, Charlotte, one of the main characters on the show, opined that everybody gets two great loves in their lives.
By Elle Gabrielle8 years ago in Humans
Four Different Types of Romances
Romance is a significant part of living. We all, at some point, have dealt or will deal with the excitement and allure of a newfound relationship and romance. But just as we experience the sensation of those butterflies flying throughout our bellies and the warm sensation of that blush that keeps creeping up onto our cheeks, we also experience the idea that not all things will last forever. Unfortunately, even in love, we will experience that crippling emotional pain that makes feel paralyzed, even when you are perfectly functional and capable. That painful sensation of hurt and loss is the breakup or death of a romance. Though we may love with our all, that vulnerability also possesses the ability to make us lose it all. Throughout our lives, though, we are exposed to people very much alike and also incredibly different from one another. Through my experiences both good and bad in life, I have learned that there are four different types of romances; both blissful and hellish.
By Samantha Zimmermann8 years ago in Humans
Love Her Millions
I want to be in your arms, to feel your body close to mine; I want to look into your eyes, see them looking back at me. I want to feel your heart beat as it beats with mine, just being in the presence of you is a blessing. You light up my world even with just one little smile. The most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen in my life. I see myself growing old with you, building with you and having a family. I just want to be with you for as long as I live in this world. I love going to sleep next to you and waking up to see your beautiful face. Every kiss and every hug brings me closer and closer to you and I love you more by the minute. My world surrounds you the same way my love dose every single day.
By Angie Ramos8 years ago in Humans
My Relationship
It all started back in 2013. My friend showed me a picture of this guy, and I thought he was cute. Little did I know he had a girlfriend at the time. His friend (who is dating my friend) could see he wasn’t happy with her, and wanted to help him out. My message to him read “Hey, your cute.”.
By Kaitlyn Bristal8 years ago in Humans
Love Conquers All
Growing up, I lived a life where military was part of every day life. I saw how challenging that life could be. I saw the loneliness, the sadness, the stress. I saw the long empty nights of being home alone, I saw the missing parent, I saw the control. From the time I was about eight, I swore that when I grew up, I was never going to live a life with military connections. I knew what it could do to family life, and I swore that I would never do it.
By Stephanie Robicheau8 years ago in Humans
Is It Still Love If They Don't Love You Back?
In my life up until now I have been in love three times. None of those times was the love mutual. But does that not make it love? It was unconditional; no matter what they did, I was still crazy about them, whether they knew it or not. I never told any of them exactly how far my feelings for them went. But when I hinted at them and found them unreturned I'd retreat to my bedroom, eat sweets, song write, and cry.
By Annie Nonimous8 years ago in Humans
