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By some mischief of fate, we might only fall in love once. You know, that one great love old folks refer to. Many lovers may get into our lives, but there is only one person with that one smile, one kiss, one hug and one moment, that our hearts will never replace. That person, usually but sadly, is the one that got away. That’s why, after all the chips are down, we know, just know, that we’ll never fall in love that way again.

Thank You Babe :*

True love is terrifying. The moment when you realize that a single person means more to you than your own life is a moment of exhilarating emotion. I'm not talking about the love of family or friends, although, that kind of love is insanely powerful as well. I'm talking about romantic love. The kind of love that gives you butterflies with just a small kiss on the forehead. The kind of love that makes you deaf to alarms telling you to go home before you miss your curfew because you feel so safe and happy. The kind of love where you're never laughing at each other, only with each other. The kind of love where no amount of time is enough. That's what true love feels like. True love is daydreaming about your future with that special person at all times. It's all encompassing.

I am in love with the most wonderful human I've ever had the pleasure to meet. Yes, of course, he is flawed, but none of the blemishes on his past worry me. I don't know why I feel this way about him. Although I have know him for two years, We've only been dating a measly two months, but everything feels perfect. There has never been a moment where I have been nervous, anxious, or awkward, and, for me, that's pretty impressive. I thought that he would think I was a complete stupid girl, I thought maybe he would be turned off by my past. Maybe he would run because of the demons that live inside my head and whisper lies, but he never has. He knows about everything. I've told him all the dark stories that hurt to recall, and he's told me the stories that haunt him as well. We aren't running. We're staying exactly where we are. If anything telling those stories has only made us closer.

I've always found it difficult to explain to others why I love someone. Love has many different facets. I love him because I've never feel safer than when I'm with him. I love him because he accepts me as I am, stupid and all. I love him because he holds me when I cry. I love him because not only does he hold me when I start losing my mind, but he tells me all the reasons why everything is going to be okay. I love him because he lets me rant about books, movies, and people all I want without any complaint. I love him because when I look at him I feel like nothing can go wrong, all I see in those beautiful eyes is how much he cares for me. I love him because I don't have to dumb myself down for him. I love him because he has a soul that I understand. I love him because we fit together like puzzle pieces. There is no doubt in my mind that he and I were crafted for each other. Our bodies, minds, emotions, and souls fit together so perfectly it's mind boggling.

Before him I never knew what true love is, never thought i would need someone so badly.. but in my heart I knew that I would need someone. I have the type of personality that craves the company of such love. I need someone who can protect me from myself, and from the beginning he has promised to do exactly that, "I want to be the person who deals with you at your fullest crazy, at your best, worst, whatever the case may be. I want to be the person you talk to, the one who holds you when you cry, I want to be THAT guy." Honestly, I don't know what I did to deserve such an incredible person. The funny thing is, he says the same thing about me. He thinks I'm basically an angel sent from Heaven. I'm so grateful that someone out there is looking out for me; this guy is my saviour. He makes my damaged soul feel whole again. Every day I spend with him, I become slightly more myself. There is no better feeling in the world than realizing that the person who makes you feel whole in turn feels whole with you.

I cant wait to start my life as his wife, till then I just have to fight off the loneliness and cherish the time we will have together. It's crazy how quick and hard we've fallen for each other. Some people probably think it isn't going to last, but I've never felt more sure of anything in my entire life. He and I have differences but we have more similarities. It's the cheesiest thing in the world, but one of our many similarities is our deep compassion for one another. And the fact that he is my other half who completes me.

And the best things about him is his attitude, he is one of the strongest and straight forward guy i ever met, Yet, he's terrified of me, because I can break him with a few words. And the fear he have of loosing me..even when he knows I will never leave him him or give up on us The thought of hurting him is unthinkable. For some reason, he has decided to make me his everything, and I will never utter a complaint. Thats why I just want to Thank him in every way possible for all the love he have given me.. Thank You My Love ♡

That Pain !!

Love is a tricky thing. It varies in intensity and in the specificity of emotions. It is sometimes the most beautiful thing in the world and, at other times, it’s the most horrid thing we’ve ever come face-to-face with.

It’s odd how one thing could be the cause of so many contrary feelings. But that’s what makes love so beautiful – it’s the closest thing to perfection that exists in the world, the only thing that can easily and comfortably encompass both good and evil, beautiful and ugly.

It’s the closest thing to a flawless whole that man has ever claimed to have been part of.

When we think of love, we think of the happy kind of love, the kind that is the beginning of something beautiful – something that breathes life.

There is, however, another kind of love, a much darker and sadder kind of love. It’s the love one feels when one loves someone he or she can never and will never have.

It’s the kind of love that doesn’t signal the beginning of something beautiful, but rather the end of something that might have been beautiful, but will never amount to anything more than what it is.

Contrary to popular belief or popular wishful thinking, love doesn’t always end happily. It doesn’t always result in the joining of two people, the fusing of two lives into one.

Sometimes, on rare occasions, it results in the wedging apart of the two who love each other the most. You can love someone with all your soul and never get a chance to be with that person. Even worse, you can know that you love him or her, understanding there is no possibility that the two of you will ever be together.

Some people cannot and will not ever end up together, even if they do love each other. It’s a sad truth, but a truth, nonetheless.

The fact is, love is not enough. All those fairytales, all those stories and movies you’ve heard and watched growing up, lied to you. Love is never enough because love is not rational.

You hear that love is irrational all the time, yet you still hear the same people saying that love is enough to keep two people together.

Unfortunately, we live in a world governed by rationality, and while love may be irrational, and we may manage to make it work for some time, the real world always catches up with us and our irrational illusions dissipate into thin air.

Then we are left with reality and reality doesn’t always reason the way lovers do.

Some people don’t work out together. They have habits or beliefs that make it impossible to co-habitate with the person they love. There isn’t a couple out there that loves every little thing about one another.

Sure, they may find certain quirks cute or unique, but they don’t love them; they simply accept them. There are some people who have such habits, tendencies, or thinking patterns that really do make them incompatible with the other person.

The two may love each other fully, because remember, love isn’t rational, yet not be able to live and deal with each other forever. This is why relationships require compromise.

You’re not going to love everything about the person you are with, but you love enough about him or her to live with the things you don’t love. Not all people are willing to, or even able to, compromise. Sometimes it just doesn’t work, regardless of what our emotions tell us.

Compromising, of course, is a choice. You either choose to make it work or you choose not to. I believe this fully. As long as something doesn’t go against your nature, over time you can make it work. But there are still some cases when compromising isn’t enough.

Sometimes there are other reasons two people cannot and will not ever be together. In fact, this is usually the deciding factor of whether or not two lovers will be capable of spending their lives together: if they are able to forgive and forget.

Because love is as intense an emotion as one gets, it occasionally leads us to make poor choices – choices that are hurtful to the ones we love.

They may be poor calls of judgment, lies we told or things we said. When it comes to love, our pasts haunt us. We move from relationship to relationship, hauling all that luggage we managed to accumulate in our previous relationship.

Because lovers who can’t work together don’t like to accept this fact, they have a tendency of breaking up and getting back together repeatedly.

Each time they take a break from each other, they come back and try to start fresh. But the problem is, they’re still carrying all that luggage. And sooner or later, they start to unpack. All the demons come out.

When love scars, it cuts deep. The pain isn’t easily forgotten and usually cannot be willfully forgotten. When you hurt the woman you love enough, she won’t come back to you. And because you still love her, you wouldn’t take her back even if she asked you to.

You don’t trust yourself not to hurt her again and even if you did, she wouldn’t trust you not to hurt her again. Relationships are built on trust and you shattered her trust.

Chances are, you both have bruises that have never fully healed and likely will never fully heal. And that’s just something you decided that you’ll have to live with. Why?

Because you really don’t have any other options. You just hope that the two of you find others to love so you can think about each other less and so you don’t have to worry about her happiness anymore.

You wait in hopes that new love can take the place of the old — which it can. But that doesn’t mean you will ever stop loving each other. Some people will love each other until the day they die, spending the majority of their lives apart. And so is the darker side of love.

Excuses !

It's not fair to treat people like shit, and use it as an excuse to show that you care; to knock others down to keep yourself up, to hide your true feelings is pretty fucked up. Why hide behind a mask? Why say it's to protect yourself? Why be so selfish? Why not just be YOU.
Why blame your actions on the life you've lead, why not change the path, embrace change up ahead?

I'm tired of the fakes, the phonies, the pricks...who use life as an excuse !

I am waiting for you !

I have been longing for you ever since I knew how it was to long for someone. To many shooting stars, in birthday candles, fallen eyelashes, in dandelions and flower petals, I have wished for you. For you are out there somewhere, far away in time and place, but you are also here in my heart. Shakespeare said: Journeys end in lovers meeting. I cannot see you yet. The end for us is a long way ahead, but even now I am walking to you my love. Every day, every step, every beat of my heart, I know that the Lord is bringing me nearer to you. The road is long and sometimes I am weary. I long for you so much it feels like I am holding my breath. I long for you to be here, to be near, to be known. I can only dream you, and wish you and wait for you.
So patiently, I will wait . For I know – I am sure – every second of the wait will be worth it. I’ll hold true to the promise I’ve made. For that promise is sacred and it is not in vain. I put my faith to the author of love, of this love, that He will see us through.
I will pray for you as I am waiting. I hope you will (pray) and are (waiting), too. ‘Cause as I walk this road there are still many steps to take, many other paths to go through. As I dream of finding you, there are still other dreams to reach and destinies to be realized. For when I finally find you, I want to be ready. Ready to take on our destiny. God will lead us to that, in perfect time. And when that time comes, I know it will be grand and far-reaching than what I’ve ever dreamed of. Until then, I will be here, praying  and steadfastly waiting. I will keep on longing for you and wishing on stars and dandelions, until every wish comes true and I will finally meet you.

love at the Wrong Timing !

We have the right love at the wrong
time.
TIMING IS EVERYTHING. And that also
speaks the truth when it comes to
loving someone. It's not always the
case that a love relationship will
exist or can be worked out when love
is real, time element must also be
considered.
I guess I always knew inside, I
wouldn't have you for a long time.
While one can always love, hope, and
have faith, he must also count in a
sacrifice and accept the outcome no
matter what. Acceptance of a loss is
not merely a defeat itself; it is just
a process of gaining wisdom in life.
Those dreams of yours are shining on
distant shores and if they are calling
you away I don't have right to make
you stay.
They say that if you love someone, you
should learn to let him go. How ironic
it can get to a certain point of view.
How can you let go of someone you're
still so much in love with? I guess
great understanding and selflessness
is the key to such love - an
unconditional love. It's when you
finally learn to say, "I want you to
be happy." without considering your
own.
As what the song goes "But somewhere down the
road our roads are gonna cross again it doesn't
really matter when. Somewhere down the
road I know that heart of yours will
come to see that you belong with me."
Sometimes in life, the decision of
letting someone go actually doesn't
end up right there. It turns out to be
just a test of time. Sooner or later,
without further anticipation, your
paths will cross again. But what if it
doesn't? Then again, one could only
hope for it to happen or much better -
just have faith!
So, what's the difference between
hoping and having faith? When you are
hoping, it doesn't always necessarily
include faith. But when you are having
faith, you are actually hoping at the
same time. Faith is a strong belief of
the existence of an unforeseen object
or a person or the occurrence of an
unforeseen event.
Sometimes goodbyes are not forever. It
doesn't matter if you're gone. I'll
still believe in us together.
Sometimes having faith is just as hard
as letting go. Often, we get down and
lose hope. And instead of being
positive, we put our focus on the
pain. But if we could only realize and
see that what we have done could have
possibly planted a "seed of love" in
the other person's heart, having faith
wouldn't be too difficult. We can then
believe that love never really fails
after all.
I understand more then you think I
can. You have to go out on your own so
you can find your way back home.
True, love conquers all. It conquers
us. They say that if you were really
meant for each other you will end up
with each other. But little did we
know that it actually lies in a
mystery - we don't choose to love or
be loved, love chooses us. A little
time is all we need. The "seed of
love" that we have left wouldn't
suddenly sprang-up into a tree. It's
nurtured through time. And when the
right time comes, it will return to
you in a manner you wouldn't have
imagined.
Letting go is just another way to say
I'll always love you so. We have the
right love at the wrong time. Maybe
we've only just begun. Maybe the best
is yet to come.
There was a saying that goes, "The
fastest way to receive love is to give
love. The fastest way to lose love is
to hold it too tightly. In addition to
these, the best way to keep love is to
give it wings." Letting go is not
always easy. In fact it can break you
and cause you a lot of pain. But
letting go is not really the end of
love; it is only the beginning of a
greater love. a love that time alone
can understand.
We cant beg someone to stay if they
want to leave and be with someone
else, we have to admit that love
doesnt give us the license to own a
person. THIS WHAT LOVE MEANS
SACRIFICE!!!

Logics !

Learn to Love Yourself :)

Ever Since we are born, we are molded into the people our parents, friends, relatives, and peers want us to be. We are pushed into being athletes, models; pushed into taking after our mothers, fathers, grandparents, siblings, whoever, but very rarely does anyone take the time out to really ask what a person wants to achieve with their life. No one really takes the time out to really get to know or let a person develop themselves when they're young, and I suppose it's not anyone's fault. The problem is that when children grow up, they realize who they are, or maybe who they aren't. They realize that maybe they aren't as athletic as they've been pushed to me. They realize they really hate school, and don't want to pursue a doctorate. They realize they hate dresses, bright lights, and heels. It's a beautiful thing when people finally see who they were meant to be their whole lives. I firmly believe that everything happens for a reason, and I believe that as we grow, our experiences mold us into who we are supposed to be in the long run, even if it's a rough road.


There is an awful trend where people are sad. They're lonely, depressed, upset with themselves, with others, with the world. We look in the mirror and hate what we see, whether we hate it because we think we should have longer hair, longer eyelashes, bigger muscles, flatter stomachs, smaller thighs, have a different shade of skin color, be a different gender, be taller, be shorter, be smarter, be more popular, whatever the case is, few people look in the mirror and truly love what they see. I'm sad to say that I rarely love what I see. No matter how many people say I'm beautiful, or I have good hair, eyes, grades, or that I'm skinny, the voices in my head are screaming things that are not nearly as nice and are much louder. I try very hard to love what I see. I tell myself that the mirror is lying; sometimes, it works, sometimes it doesn't. When it doesn't, I push those thoughts away, and avoid mirrors for a while.


What makes me even more upset than knowing that the mirror and the voices are lying is knowing that other people are struggling with the same thing. I know plenty of extraordinary people who are amazingly beautiful who don't believe they are. I may not be able to always believe it myself, but I try so very hard to convince them of their beauty, on the outside as well as the inside. I wish I could hug and give encouraging words to every single human being on this planet. I wish I could hold each of you when you cry. I wish I could whisper lovely words to you when you're fighting an anxiety attack all night, and can't sleep, and when you want to hurt yourself just to make the voices stop. For most of you, I can't do that, but, here, I can offer you some words that may help. I know that words are powerful, wonderful, empowering things. They have inspired countries, and people of all kinds to make beautiful changes in the world. I offer to you my small piece of encouragement and I hope it helps, on some level.

No matter what you think is "wrong" with you, you're incorrect. You are a miracle. There is no one that will ever be exactly like you. You are a unique individual. You have been given one life to live and one body to live that life out in. There are so many people rooting for you, people you don't even know are supporting you. And if you are shaking your head and saying,"No, no one cares about me." You're wrong, because I care about you. I care whether you love yourself or not. I care whether you live or die. (I want you to live) I care if your smile is real. I care if you pick up the razor blade, scissors, safety pins, knifes, etc. and harm yourself. I don't want you to harm yourself. You deserve to feel happiness, not a constant pressure on your chest, and tears running down your cheeks. No amount of scars you have or how you got them, will make me love you less. You are valuable. You cannot be replaced. This time in your life may suck really freaking bad, but one day, I promise, you will wake up every day with a smile on your face.

Find your happiness. Don't listen to anyone who is forcing you to be their idea of who you should be. Be YOU.  Whether you're silly, or serious, or maybe you have a lot of feelings and cry every ten minutes over nothing, that's okay. Maybe you hug EVERYONE, hug the crap out of anyone. As long as you're truly happy, don't let anyone stop you. Be happy, give hugs, smile at strangers, pay for someone's drink at Starbucks. Offer to help someone on their homework if you know how to do it. Be friendly. Be encouraging. Even if you're having a bad day, it often helps if you offer someone an encouraging piece of advice.

I was once a shy, scared little girl who was afraid of being herself. I didn't want anyone to think I was weird, and decide they didn't want to be my friend. I wanted people to like me. I never did anything crazy to get people to like me; I never went through a drug/alcohol/terrible decision phase. Luckily, I figured out that the right people will find you if you are being yourself. I don't have a plethora of friends, but the friends I do have are complete and wonderful freaks, just how I like them. :) I'm really weird, so freaking weird. People can be either be easily attracted to my personality or easily turned off by it. Either way, I see it as a good thing. People might as well know, early on, how crazy I am; if they stick around after finding out the real me, then they must REALLY want to be friends with me. Turns out, being completely comfortable in knowing I'm a "freak" got me the guy of my dreams. ;)

I'm not going to tell you to be happy you need a guy/girl of your dreams. You don't. You need to love and accept yourself before pursuing anyone. You need to romanticize yourself. You need to shave your legs, dress up, and be happy for yourself before you do it for anyone else, first. Because you will always have to deal with yourself, you will always be living in your own skin. People, unfortunately, have their own agendas, and aren't always around. Learn to love the way you only have one dimple, how you always cross your legs, how, no matter how funny the joke, your laugh is always obnoxious, how your hair is never perfect, how one eye is bigger than the other, how you can't wink; love yourself so much it becomes hard to see anything but happiness when you look into the mirror. You may not look like your favorite celebrity, but that's great, because you're not them, you're you, and you are gorgeous. I'm not perfect and neither are you. We all have bad days. What matters is that we don't let the bad days overtake the good days. Hug a puppy, kiss a kitten, smile at a baby, wave at your elders. Be happy and I assure you, good things will happen. I love you All.