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#what love is
heartofmuse · 4 months
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Once love blooms I do not leave it at the whim of fate. For me love is intention, effort and action. Love takes work for love is so much more than just a feeling.
e.v.e.
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wordsofwisdomandsoul · 8 months
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ae--r-a · 1 month
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tagged by @elderwisp, ty you so much much ♥ comic or concept of what love is (i think, i kinda forgot but took screenshot of what I remembered)
Saoirse and Caspian
love is:
spending time together in the kitchen
reading his favourite book while he soaks in the tub and only getting in once the water is almost cold
dressing up and spending a romantic evening at home sharing a bowl of pasta and getting stupid drunk ♥♥♥
i'm going to tagg, @autumnserenade, @capptrash, @flovoid, @madfeary, @gamyrmaiden and anyone else who really wants to do this.
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soul-struck · 1 year
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my dad was talking about how love is a ghost. it slips under door frames, lies forgotten in the attic, leaves the windows open for the breeze to blow in and scatter the papers on your desk. love is a storm, it's what haunts you at night. he said that love is a ghost we chase our whole lives.
my mom said that love is a garden you water everyday. you can poison it, or grow it with love and sunlight. there will be disasters that uproot your garden, but just like the patience with which you wait for plants to grow, you have to let your love grow back like apple blossoms after a winter storm.
maybe the most important question you can ever ask someone is, "what do you think love is?" because understanding is instrumental to love. you have to love someone in their language, you have to fight for someone who thinks that love is won after a hard battle, and you have to wipe away the blood of someone who thinks that love is a sword held by its blade.
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creatingnikki · 11 months
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Yeah but if you tell me you love me I am not going to understand what those words mean. I'll need you to show it to me over time slowly in actions like waiting for me to be done socializing with everyone in the room without rushing me and then greeting me with a hug and being secure and by filling me in about your day and by asking me everything about mine and by calling me at 5 am to make sure I don't miss my flight and by encouraging me to go to that art exhibit I was excited about but now feel too sad to go to and by buying me pizza and oranges and chocolate when the month is ending and by kissing my forehead and by noticing my eyes before you fixate on my lips and by going on walks with me during full moon nights and by bringing me my favourite bottle of rosé and by letting me keep my head on your lap and caressing me and by wanting me and by letting me want you and by showing up and by being consistent and by talking to me through your eyes and smiles in social situations and by making me feel safe enough so that I can let my guard down and not do anything to make me regret that later and by showing up and showing up and showing up.
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mikeywayarchive · 4 months
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kristincolby: 2023 was a roller coaster, but the highs are what I want to look back on! Grateful for my family, my friends, the travel, the memories, the music and what’s to come! ❤️
[Jan 2, 2024]
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What Love Says.. Touch Your Heart
Awareness allows you to connect with infinite possibilities. Awareness of thoughts, sights, sounds, weaving in and through us inspiring our capacity to create. Creating with love we connect to all of creation, and love mirror's our individuality and connectedness to source oneness. Touch your heart.
Your true nature is love, is nature, is the song of the universe playing, creating and being the infinite you in all experiences. This awareness is born from a desire to be present in the life you create. You are an artist painting thoughts, words, actions, feelings with imagination guided from your heart.
Love is a paint brush, pencil, paper, canvas in which inspiration splashes from your soul and you see, feel and become your truth in this precious life. Every moment is an opportunity for you to lovingly choose conscious awareness that touches all hearts.
As you touch your heart, allowing your mind to remember love, creativity, courage and capacity within you to create in this infinite now. Allow your heart to be a touchstone, a guide, a place of peace, bravery and compassion and knowing, here in your heart love's infinite potential is who you are, who we all are.
Let's touch all hearts with love.
What Love Says… 2024 by Jennifer R. Cook @catsinthebagdesignposts illustrations, content are the imagination, thoughts and feelings expressed here every day are from one heart to all.
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breithenua · 5 months
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Regarding Obito and Rin
I don't know if Rin and Obito would have ended up eventually becoming a couple or not, had Obito not had to get crushed saving Kakashi and Rin hadn't had to die. Maybe Rin and Kakashi would've ended up a couple, I don't know. But one thing I personally believe is that Obito wouldn't have held it against her if she had ended up with Kakashi. The way I see his character, he didn't selfishly want to own her and if he couldn't have her then she can go fuck herself, no, I think he truly loved her in a much more selfless way. Loving someone is more than just wanting to be with someone romantically. It's wanting them to be happy and safe, regardless of whether they want to be with you like you want to be with them. That's my honest opinion on what love is. And while I think Obito would have been hurt by the rejection at first, I think he would've accepted it without issue, maybe with some time to heal but I don't believe he would ever intentionally lash out at her for it.
Remember why it was he changed and went along with Madara's plan? He saw her die, at the hands of the man he entrusted to protect her when he thought he was dying. He wanted to create a world where he could be with her, but "again" was the specific wording used in the sub. And knowing that they weren't a couple and never had been at the time of his presumed "death", that implies he just wanted her to be alive and to be able to talk and be around her again. Now obviously I can't know this for sure. He's a fictional character who we mostly see at his absolute darkest. It could be entirely just me projecting my own values of what love is upon this character. But there's equally little to go on for the thoughtless accusations of him being an "incel that started a war cause he couldn't get the girl" that the more incendiary aspect of the fandom throws his way, and that's why that line of thinking drives me absolutely insane. And I think to some extent, (at least some of) the people that accuse him of that can't comprehend continuing to love someone that doesn't love them back in the same way. P.S. All this being said, I think Kakashi is basically aromantic so idk of he'd ever even show any interest in Rin. And I 100% ship Obito and Rin in an alternate timeline where everything didn't suck. I just know there's no way to know which way it would go.
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quietyearning · 1 year
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Love is not just a feeling, it's a commitment to care, respect, and support each other through the highs and lows of life. It's a journey worth taking with the right person by your side.
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jourdepluie91 · 10 months
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If anyone has to force, push or beg you to do anything to please them, then it does not love.
No human being is an object to manipulate or a gadget to control. Your partner is not a thing to use to achieve what you want. Those who don’t know what love is behave like this and try to make you believe it is so. Don’t get confused.
The painful truth is sometimes we don’t realize the weight some relationships or partners put on us in the name of love. Until we experience FREEDOM when released from it.
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midnitetears · 1 year
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It can drive one insane who just wants to be loved by that one person.
Keeps you up at night wondering if they feel for you the way you do for them…
Tossing and turning , till you eventually flowing rivers from your eyes.
I wonder if you think about me … like I think about you .
Why does loving you hurt me like this ?
Just wanting to have you near , close , wrapped around me … tightly.
Please don’t let go ,just hold me for a little bit longer.
Nothing but the sound of hearts pounding…
Our lips collide and I melt a lil bit more with every kiss , touch so electrifying my body left weak.
Pulling me in closer but it’s not close enough…
What happened to us?
We were…. You were so much to me and more , where did you go ?
Now all I can do is lay here and wonder…
Wonder if you’ll ever come back… to me?
I’m going insane without you.
Yours Truly 🌻
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dollpoetry · 2 years
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love is catching a moth that flew in the house and putting it back outside and love is when someone i met only once runs into me at the grocery store and still remembers my name and takes the time to say hello to me and love is when a stranger holds the door open for me and love is sharing a bed with my friend since high school and love is my cat sleeping next to me every night and love is the barista who remembers my name and love is my friend sending me a playlist and love is sharing meals together and love is baking cookies for my housemate and love is the stranger that took the time to compliment me and love is my friend telling me about a book i would like and love is my friends sending me poems and love is everywhere and boundless and magnetic  
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allaboutfelice · 1 year
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I've been talking to a lot of men in my life, but I'm finding that there's nothing interesting about them. I'm not sure why that is, but it seems to be getting harder and harder to find someone who is a good match for me. Maybe my ideal type is just too hard to come by.
Tbh, my ideal man is actually quite simple. All I really need is someone who is gentle, smart, and can talk to me without raising their voice. Is that really too much to ask for? I don't think so. 🤨
It seems like so many men these days are just looking for something casual, something temporary. They don't want to invest time and effort into building a real relationship. That can be frustrating for someone like me who is looking for something more meaningful.
I know that there are good men out there. I just have to keep looking. But sometimes it feels like I'm searching for a needle in a haystack. It's not easy to find someone who is genuine and kind, someone who will treat me with respect and make me feel loved.
So for now, I'll keep searching and hoping that I'll find my ideal man someday. 🥺❤️ In the meantime, I'll focus on being the best version of myself and living my best life. Because I know that when the right person comes along, they will appreciate and love me for who I am.
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a new pair of slippers.
If she had to surmise what "love" is, She'd have probably said "A new pair of slippers"
The answer was strange However, she elaborated, explaining That "love" is as simple as a new pair of slippers
(socks, rather)
She noticed that her sister's feet were cold So, she sought to remedy that
She took up a hobby Something to calm her nerves But, at the moment, she'd utilize this
Crafting together Something to keep her sisters feet warm The smile she saw is priceless
It wouldn't be the only thing she's craft for her No, but it was the first thing that came to mind Special something for someone
She didn't tell the entire story No, it was too sweet and intimate but She explained what "love" is
And "love" is as simple as a new pair of slippers.
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creatingnikki · 1 year
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what love (romantic) is like in your mid-twenties
quick, on the weekends. video calls after a long work day, tired eyes, can drop dead any minute but want to speak. random voice notes in the middle of the day ranting about the broken fridge or a long chores list. forgiveness, so much forgiveness. a long list of ex-lovers, one in another time zone, one married, another getting engaged, one that is still running away from his first love. pregnancy tests and are you okays. showing up with a sunflower and cheesecake for five minutes before rushing for a work meeting. double hugs because you need just a little more before you go back and face the world. cuddle positions and patterns you slip into easily, a reflex. taking thirty minutes to decide what to watch and then not even lasting ten minutes before you start making out. showing up. feeding him as he cooks the rest of the breakfast. dancing without any music because you just had a heavy conversation and need to lighten the mood. checking flights at five in the morning to a city you would have never before considered visiting but now think about often because it houses the one you start and end your days with. conversations about trauma and triggers and I-will-never-do-that-to-you promises. playlists upon playlists upon playlists. wanting approval from their family. remembering food preferences and childhood stories and birthdays even though you barely have space for new information now because you carry so much information about so many people you no longer even speak to. conversations about kinks and was that okay and how can I make it better for you and actually I like this instead of this is bed. daddy issues. mommy issues. issues, sharing and understanding and offering support. discussions about open relationships and polygamy. shopping together, cleaning. so much cleaning. talks about investments and money and career moves. wanting to punch people you have never met because they hurt them so bad in the past that you are just hearing about. forming a language of your own where words and phrases mean something so specific and sweet for only the two of you to know the subtext. effort. showing up. sticking around. more effort. messing up. so many god damn times. staying, fixing. doing better. being better. vulnerability that is neither performative nor self-serving but honest, bare. here, this is me, see me, see it all. 
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everickert · 2 years
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My copy of "Sad Love: Romance and the Search for Meaning" by @_carriejenkins_ just arrived! I'm so honoured to have a blurb on the back of this book. Look for some IG live readalongs of my favourite parts in the next couple of weeks! Also check out "What Love Is (And What It Could Be)."
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