love

All you need is Love, and Love is all you need.

Boy Who Fell In Love with the Moon
He had always seen her; felt her radiance on warm summer nights and her chilling penetration during a crisp winter’s dusk. But he hadn’t ever noticed her. It wasn’t until he was walking home on the eve of his seventeenth birthday, when his attention diverted toward the sky in response to a brisk breeze that caught his senses off guard.
By Anna8 years ago in Humans
You Aren't the Man of My Dreams...
Hello, My Love: As I write this, I am thinking about the past three and a half years of our lives we have shared together. Looking back, it feels as though I have only blinked my eyes once and we are already here but also as though an entire eternity has passed between then and now. So much has happened in this time, both joyful and painful, and so much has changed, both in who we are as individuals and in who we are as a pair. And, I must say, I am incredibly proud of the sheer number and intensity of the trials we have survived together and of just how far we’ve come as a couple. I feel as though, despite the challenges we face on a daily basis, we are truly thriving together. And, for that, I am so very grateful.
By Hannah Easop8 years ago in Humans
Express Yourself
Late one night, my new boyfriend at the time and I were talking about some hard topics, like how I felt about myself as a person and how I can be very negative towards myself. When I looked in the mirror, I didn't see any value and this really bothered him. He took me into his arms and began explaining to me how much of an amazing person I was, that I treat him so well and he only wishes I could see myself through his eyes. He put so much of his heart into this conversation that his eyes began to water. I'd never seen him cry before. So, just as I hugged him tighter, he told me he loved me for the first time and that it was okay if I don't love him yet— he just wanted me to know.
By Kass8 years ago in Humans
Just Another Story
The Guy is walking again with Girl, holding hands and laughing as the Guy tells another one of his famous stories that she loves.
By Jayson Rich8 years ago in Humans
Crossroads
Guy is driving behind the wheel, watching Girl sleep as the horizon changes behind them, in the midst of day shifting into night. He wonders if he should wake her, but decides against it for possibly the fifth time in less than an hour, the iridescent light shining off her impossibly beautiful peaceful face. He'd turned off the radio for fear of waking the sleeping goddess beside him. Out of boredom, Guy begins to keep himself company.
By Jayson Rich8 years ago in Humans
Need Vs Love
There are a few things in my life that are relentless. They just never seem to stop. I think I have a handle on it. I let my guard down. Then, WHOOSH, it is back out of control again. Things like laundry, and people wanting to be fed. For the love of GOD, learn to feed yourselves! I don’t know who put me in charge, or why, but it NEVER stops.
By Courtney Ramsey-Coleman, MS, RD, LDN8 years ago in Humans
Magnetism
For the extremist of overtures; I was the centre of my world. I, being in my twenties and of relatively sound mind, had experienced few of the offerings love wished to give over to me and even less of me to give over to her. In the beauty of her beauty, the ugliness of her beauty, and the untimely melancholic warmth of loves’ comely embrace, I began my journey as a member of the dismissed. I was, as an enthusiast of the Game of Thrones generation, a white walker. Blissfully unabashed by my tendency to show little emotion of my senses. I had a forceful feeling this stemmed from an invasive and uncomfortable youth, which manifested itself throughout my anxiousness and uncertainty, into a plethora of unavailable grey feelings. What therapists called Avoidant Attachment, or some other psychological terminology, taking my strength and homeliness to where I imagined I belonged, along with the other dysfunctional(s). This was around the time I ascribed myself the title, Metal-Man. Yet still, and for some reason beyond question, I felt within my own right when I searched for a relationship that I could describe as "a natural love that arose from wanting a future to be proud of kind of love," "haughty, joyous laughter that could fill a room full kind of laughter," and "companionable hope that might fulfill my disenchanted soul kind of hope." (A lucrative display of my high expectations.)
By S R Gurney8 years ago in Humans
Addiction of Love
Do you ever think that the greatest thing and the most difficult thing that we can possibly experience in our life time is the same thing. The hot and cold of our life and the thing that gives us life is the same thing?
By Man pearson8 years ago in Humans
The Unexpected
Let me tell you a story about my ex and I. Him and I were together for a pretty long time, on and off mostly, and to be honest, I was definitely in love with him. There was this one time I was at my friends house, and everything was going fine, but then my (ex) boyfriend stop replying to my texts and started to ignore me. I tell my friend to text him and to see if he's busy, or if he's just ignoring me. Well, turns out he was definitely ignoring me. So I text him saying that I know he's ignoring me and that he NEEDS to talk to me since obviously we're in a relationship. Next thing I know, he breaks up with me. Days past and I found out he had actually been cheating on me. I was devastated for days, I could barely get out of bed. After a week or two, I started to feel a little better, but I was definitely a different person. I started hanging out with the wrong crowd, doing stupid things that I shouldn't have been doing. I ended up getting with a guy who I knew I should not have been with. He defiantly got me into some trouble. I was not the little innocent girl I used to be. After about three months, I decided to text my ex because I was so depressed and mad at everyone, so I sent him a message that said, he'd promise to never cheat or break up with me, and I take promises serious. We ended up getting into an argument, which made me feel even worse about myself, but I felt like I needed to confront him about what he has done to me and how he ruined me and how he promised all these things. A few days later, he had texted me asking if I wanted to hangout with him, I of course said no because I was still very mad about what had happened the other night, and I thought 'why the hell would he be inviting me to hangout after we had just got in a fight not even two days ago', but one of my friends texted me and convinced me to go. So I went, I was very nervous and also very agitated. But I don't regret going, because he had brought a friend with me and his friend turned out to be the love of my life and I never expected it.
By Ashley8 years ago in Humans
The Thunderstorm
I never liked thunderstorms. They have always brought loud noises and memories of my father yelling at my mother and the smell of liquor filled breath. As the individual raindrops pitter-patter on the roof, my boyfriend wraps his arms around me. My head is tucked in the crook of his neck, and the first strike of lightning hits. As the thunder roars, his arms get tighter and I duck further into his neck.
By Kayla C.8 years ago in Humans
Hopeless In the Search of Love
I always dated guys that were bad news. I only started dating at eighteen and I'm twenty-one now. The guys I dated were either into drugs, cheating, alcohol, or just not good for me. They got me into some bad things.
By Bethany Sneed8 years ago in Humans
Last Wish
They met at a party. My mother was 25 and my dad was 32. It was a cold January something right after the festivities, somewhere where nobody had quite sobered up.
By Elise Marie8 years ago in Humans