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LOVE IS ... when you see him the first time and your glance meet and you look shyly away … when he comes closer and suddenly your heart starts beating much much faster … when he stands before you and your hands get wet … when he says ‘hej’ and you want to say something but you don’t bring a word over your lips … when he smiles and says it’s ok but you’re blushing … when he introduces himself and you can only stammer … when he hugs you the first time and you stop breathing … when your lips touch the first time and you wish that it will never end … when there is so much to say, but it needs no word to understand one another … when you feel his touch the first time on your skin … when your knees get weak when he says ‘I love you’ … when he turns around leaving and you miss him already … when you close your eyes and you still see him … when you have to think of him every second … when you feel his closeness even when he is million miles away … when he can read every wish from your eyes … when you’re lying sick in bed and he holds your hand … when he comforts you when you had a nightmare … when he sings you a lullaby when you can’t sleep … when he never forgets one of your special days … when he looks surprised when you give a surprise party, but he knew already … when he gives you a shoulder when you’re sad … when he dries your tears when you cry … when he smiles when you’re smiling … when he laughs out loud when you made a lame joke … when he drives you crazy but you don’t care coz you love him … when you play tennis and he plays much better than you, but gives you the points … when he says he loves your smell after an exhausting tennis match … when you sing under the shower and he says you sound like an angel … when he kisses your wounds when you had a little accident … when he stays up all night learning with you … when he forgives you when you did something wrong … when you say sorry and he strokes your head and says it’s ok … when there is something you will do for him but how hard you’re trying, you can’t do it and he is so lovely and understanding … when he loves all your little habits and you love his … when he loves you just the way you are … when he is there for you when you need him most … when he listens to you when you need someone to talk … when he loves dancing with you in the rain … when you can tell him everything and he listens … when you can trust one another blindly … when he stands by you when you’re fighting your demons … when everything seems to be over and he is there for you … when you think of him whenever life gets you down … when his ringtone for you is your favorite song even if he doesn’t really like it … when you kiss him in public and he doesn’t care what people say or think … when he steals you a street sign with your name … when he hugs you or kiss you for no reason … when he says ‘I love you’ only because he feels it … when you still love him like the first day but much much more … when he is so far away, he still spends every little time with you … when you’re out with a friend to see a movie and he sits in a cinema far away, watching the same movie and you chat all the time … when you skype at night and fall asleep and he let the line still open, hearing you breathing, listen to your heartbeat and the first you see in the morning is him … wherever he is, I miss him and when I look up to the sky I know he is under the same big sky like me, we look at the same stars and one is wearing our name … LOVE IS … the most wonderful feeling of the world … LOVE IS … YOU …

love is the feeling of warmth in your soul

Love happens when my chris is there!! xoxoxoxoxoxoxo Love you chris!!

love is knowing someone loves you back

Love is - when Cara mia and I can hold each other in our arms, and let the world and all its troubles melt away - the smile he brings to my face whenever I talk to him - the safety i feel among my friends.

Hey! Welcome back!! It's that really u Chris? I'm so glad ur feeling better. (((hugz))) :Dennis

LOVE IS … when you’re far away and i miss you all the time … everyone cares about me, but i don’t care … i feel so alone … i can’t sleep … i can’t eat … i feel helpless … i go out with friends but i don’t have fun … i’m only thinking of you … i see you everywhere … i hear you everywhere … but you’re not here … crawling under my blanket … hiding and crying … pulling my pillow over my head … don’t want to talk to anyone … don’t want to see anyone … looking at your picture all the time … i’m wearing your shirt only to be close to you … it smells, but it smells like you, I love it … my heart is beating faster when i hear your ringtone … and much faster when i hear your voice … i lose control when i see you on screen … we share thousands WhatApps a day … we see on skype everyday … but it’s not the same … you’re still far away … only crying … MISSING YOU SO SO MUCH!

@ imore - sorry, wasn't here for a long time, i like your story :) and i love the name iamore, i think it's italian and means i love, but first i read i am more ... really sweet.

Wasn't sure if there's a "max length" to a post so I did it in 3 parts... Not quite a thousand word I set out for, but I hope someone out there can relate. Hugs all 'round! xoxox

He reached and snapped a twisted branch to leave a final note and used it as a pencil as his breath caught in his throat. “I want to be remembered,” he sat looking at the stick, “Not much time to say goodbye, I’ve got to make this quick.” He wrote a single lonely word, inscribed into the sand. The only word that matters in this cruel and dismal land. A word that leaves you helpless, to the longing in your heart, or sends you in a spiral if your joy you can’t impart. Quietly, he sat there as his eyes began to close. Thinking of his message within the lonely life he’d chose. He heard the waves roll over as they stretched onto the beach… And wiped away his message with any lesson it might teach. His consciousness departed as he took a fatal breath. His name won’t be remembered two years following his death…~~~ But then my eyes reopened with my energy renewed. I found myself at home in bed, awaking in the nude. And after several moments I decided what it meant, “The choice is yours, of how you use this life that you’ve been lent.” That morning I decided to surround myself LOVE; To live a life as wondrous as the stars and moon above.

He looked to the horizon as the sun danced on the lake. What exactly could he ask for? What makes him feel so fake? An object in the distance brought his mind back down the coast, A shimmering mirage that through the mist seemed like a ghost. As good a place as any for his journey to conclude. He set out toward the phantom, curiosity renewed. The mist slowly retreated as the form came into sight: An obelisk of driftwood; must have washed up through the night. He wondered where it came from and from which departed land? How long had it been floating before beaching on the sand? It once had been a mighty tree, surrounded by its kin and since reduced to shambles, unprotected by it’s skin. Now parted from its family and cast out from its home. He felt a tinge if pity for a life lost in the foam. His placed a caring finger on it’s shattered remnants. A shadow of it’s dignity and former eminence. "And how am I so different?" was the thought that came to mind, “If my roots unearthed beneath me, to this fate I’d be inclined.” In a moment of compassion, he reached into his chest, and pulled a beating heart that ‘til this moment was repressed. He placed it in a cavity within the driftwood’s side. For a moment he felt peaceful, with nothing left to hide. Unburdened of the shackles that kept him bound and chained, everything was clearer now. He no longer felt constrained. Basking in a feeling as unfamiliar as can be, his body slowly crumpled and collapsed against the tree. His breathing became shallow and his beating heart grew faint. A solitary tear dripped from is cheek in quiet complaint.

This picture made me ponder, as I haven’t done in years. A many thanks to @coolcock, this one’s for you so CHEERS… A picture’s worth a thousand words, not all of them benign. I'll paint for you a picture of one wretched fool's decline: ~~~On a cool and misty morning, he walked along the shore. Followed only by his footprints, and the haunting tidal roar. With silence as the topic, he had nothing more to say... A melancholy start to yet another lonely day. His mind had wandered far beyond, to another place and time. A world where things were different, where his days could feel sublime. In nature, there’s a clockwork more profound than you or I. The rhythm in the water hints of powers we can't deny. As he wandered down the coastline, his thoughts became in tune, “We are made up of the atoms that made the stars and moon. Yet for all the cosmic brilliance, and the grandeur of it’s scale, There’s part of me is missing… There’s a part of me is frail.” While searching for that fragment of the cornerstone he lost, he thought on his achievements and the obstacles he’d crossed. But none of this brought solace or the triumph he’d expect. He’s still the same degenerate as he was last time he checked. Locked deep within his consciousness, repressed by doubt and fear, he understood the problem is he can’t admit he’s queer. Such confessions would mean moving to that different time and place where his world would become shattered, friends and family lost in space. His achievements would mean nothing. His plans thrown to the wind. There’d be questions needing answers & once done you can’t rescind.

love is the only real reason to live but it's also the most difficult path to follow.

love has many faces, love kills, love forgives, but love is always something special ... never forget to show your love

a strong image for me the tide is always coming in never ebbing - giles tc my friend

That's beautiful @coolcock... Inspiring! I see a different vision in this picture... just need to find the words...

DROWNING - The last day of summer, the sun is dying at the horizon and I’m sitting on the beach. Lost in thoughts I look up to the sky, it’s painted black, the last sunbeams tickle the surface of the ocean, it’s sparkling silver and red. The white soft sand flows through my fingers, it’s still warm. - I think of you, I wish you were here. I think of all the nights I spent with you, we had so much fun, I think of the times we talked, all the lovely words, our fantasies, our dreams, and I still see the smile of your sweet eyes. I don’t know how and I don’t know why, but you touched my heart. - The waves carry some water up the beach, it brakes on my feet and moves back in the ocean. I look in the wet sand, my face, mirrored in the water, it’s blurred and disappears slowly, I try to look away, but I can’t, it turns into you. I write your name in the sand, four letters. It means love. My breath gets weak, my heart gets heavy. I will not cry. The sound of the breakers announces the next wave. The water returns and wipes away your name. Just a fleeting moment. Our love is drowning in the waves …

friendship is like having a jug full of love

It's a LIE - you have to accept whether you will live the lie and submit or move forward into reality. Love and Pain - both are 4 letter words and should be ranked with all the other profanity of the 4 letters...............

sometimes it's so hard to say goodbye, but there comes a time and it looks like you lose someone you love. love is to let him go if he is searching for a new challenge or a new adventure, but to stay friends and carry him always in your heart and be there for him whenever he needs you