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alexaharriettemalik · 5 years
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writepat-h · 3 years
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How do you love?
How do you describe love?
Was it something like a mathematical equation can explain?
Or was it something like science can explain?
Are there right formula about love?
Love is a topic that everyone was intrigued about.
A four letter word that raise so many questions.
However, are there right wordings to describe it?
See? Another question was formulated.
That's how intriguing that four letter word could get.
Love could be complex. Yet, it could be simple
It depends on how a person perceives it
Sure it was a feeling. But oftentimes, our minds could get the best of us.
For me it should be simple.
You love, because you do. No long explanations.
No flowery words. You just do. You could just feel it.
No words could be enough for you to explain it.
You just love a person just because.
Maybe he/she could have the qualities that you like.
However, no one's perfect. He/she is flawed.
Yet, you just saw him/her as someone perfect..
Perfect in your eyes, and deeply engraved in your heart
You can't explain love because surely, there are people who are more..
More better looking, more charming, and more talented
And yet, you still choose the same person over again.
Even if that person doesn't feel the same about you.
That's how intense love is.
It does not equate.
It cannot be explained by mathematical equations.
It does not quantify as >, <, or, =
It does no counting.
And love doesn't go right minus wrong.
For me, Love is All or Nothing.
You give ALL or NOTHING at all.
You give ALL and expect NOTHING in return.
Because when you love, you just do.
No expectations, no specific reasons.
Now I'll ask you again...
How do you love?
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I sit near my window and I close my eyes, I sit and think about the weeks we spent,
The seconds which went laughing and smiling,
on seeing the text you sent;
I sit near my window and I weep,
Is it because i am selfish or i feel way too deep?
I sit near my window and I think of the past, which every time makes me weak,
My mother is tired of seeing me in sorrow and
How am i supposed to tell her i sit near my window looking out for you.
I sit and I wish I could come to you and touch you one last time,
And tell you, you’ll be forever mine,
I sit in thought and misery and things which matter to the world but not to me,
I am sitting while writing this and i think what to write, because nothing is in sight,
I sit, i look out, it’s dark, I only see the colour which has no rays,
I sit and think of a better day.
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justanotheruser20 · 4 years
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I`m not her
I`m wondering how long before we break up. It`s so obvious that it`s going to happen at some point, that i`m not lying myself if it`s going to happen, but rather when and how. At first I was so exited, he was just everything i wanted - funny, inteligent, cute, caring. With every text i got, every word he said i was falling more and more in love with him. All the doubts I had began to disappear. I was starting to believe that it might happen, finally meeting someone who cares genuinely for you and who likes you for who you are. I knew from the beginning that I`m not like the girls he liked - the self-confident, not so bright, but good looking woman. I was just me - talking too much, being goofy, moody and insecure. But with time i felt more confident being myself around him, I thought he even liked it. 
I don`t know when everything changed. Maybe when he saw that I`m not one of those women, he`s always been admiring, but pretending to not. Some might laugh now, but i felt it in the texts he was sending, like I could see that even if he was sending the same emojis it was not the same anymore. I was mortal again. He was beginning to see my flaws, like his eyes opened for the first time. The moment I started to feel safe I was reminded why I was so resistent doing it in the first place. It`s kinda sad, because so similar and yet so different. We share same opinions for the important stuff in life, but seems like this is not enough. Why would you prefer being with someone like her. Will you feel better sleeping next to her just because she`s pretty. Won`t it bother you that she won`t love you as much as I do. Or is it more important to show off to your friends, to satisfy your ego? I know they say “men love with the eyes and women with their ears”, but I don`t wanna hear lies. If you are not 100% sure if you want to spend your life with me I don`t want this mediocre thing, that can`t be called love. I`m not old fashioned, real love cannot be old fashioned. I don`t want hearing i really like you because you know I want to hear it. I want you to write me in the middle of the day when you are busy and not at night, when you have nothing better to do or just have time then. I don`t want to have he feeling everytime when you are talking to another woman that you like talking to her more. I don`t want to hear about her sad love life or what she did at work. I want you to ask me how my day was, what i think about something, why am I feeling happy or sad. I want you to see the small things in my life, not about her.  
Maybe I`m overthinking, maybe it`s not like that at all like everyone is saying me, even he. But girls deep down we know that the moment you start doubting something it`s already too late. And no matter how many times he says it`s like before and I`m being irational I know I`m right. And i don`t blame you. You were thinking that you might go for the safe option, that will love and cherish you just to find out, that you still want the blond one. 
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To love is to fear. . . Kept it simple because the words didn’t emulate the feelings inside. . . #insta #instagram #instadaily #photo #instaphoto #humpday #random #stones #leaves #porch #randomshots #keptitsimple #love #thoughtsaboutlife #thoughtsaboutlove #loveletters #truth #hope #maybe #fear #scared
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brooklynit · 5 years
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You corrupt me... you don’t know me
You’re corrupting me. I just want your love, but you want her. You don’t even know me.
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zarahprinsesa · 6 years
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3 months ago, and I can’t help myself but find smiling whenever i’m browsing or reminiscing something about us Ryan. It felt as if we’re like childhood sweethearts or highschool bestfriend turned lovers or unrequited college love or the first love got first boyfriend-girlfriend thing, we barely know each other but we just click. Some says it’s too cliche to tell a story about us cause we’re really lowkey about this. I know that. That’s why this is just an outlet for me to proudly say to the world i am so proud to be yours and be your girlfriend. I don’t mind people who’s against us, besides it’s us that will work together for the relationship. I love you so much that i can’t contain but to be with you everydayz
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teekay1st-blog · 7 years
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Such a strong connection isn’t easy to loosen #wordsofwisdom #thoughtsaboutlove #bnwemotion #canon6d #blackandwhitephotography #teekayontheroad
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airespace · 7 years
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To be fully known and loved by God = Hard Truths and Ridiculous Grace. 
Does anyone fully know you? If they did, would they love everything they find? 
Would they forgive you for your deepest darkness? 
I'm floored today because God Fully knows me, and Fully loves me. FULLY. That is unreasonable. He loves me when I am stubborn and disobedient, he continues to pursue me even when filled with pride, I flee from my destiny. He allows for me to face difficult circumstances so that I can grow closer to him and step further into my destiny. 
Because his love is hard truths - showing me where I fall short and helping me grow.
Because his love is ridiculous grace - providing abundantly and never leaving me though I go astray and often remain ungrateful.
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dpfagency · 4 years
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इश्क़ दिल में है शब्दों में नहीं, महसूस करने से मिलता है ज़बरदस्ती से नहीं। . . … इश्क़ दिल में है शब्दों में नहीं, महसूस करने से मिलता है ज़बरदस्ती से नहीं। . . . #thoughtsaboutlove #betrayal #love #lies #liesyoutell #lust #lustforlife #broken #promise #fakelove #lostinlove #lovehurts #lies #brokenhurt #instacaptions #instawrites #loveandhurt #instapost Source
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simplychasmeen · 6 years
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The moment I knew about it, everything started to feel so awkward.
I ignored all of it-- especially your piercing stare and mysterious smile.
But lately, I've been sorting my feelings out.
If I had told you earlier, would you stay?
If I said I'm not ready yet, would you wait?
If I have acknowledged it sooner, will it change a thing?
But then I realized that if it's genuine, even if I never asked, you would.
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Sometimes I still miss you. You were the first one that I could be open about who I am and helped me to grow. Thank you.
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today;
what a beautiful day it was today, I wish you were there beside me to watch the sunset and the little drops of rain that fell, 
what a beautiful day it was today, I wish how much you meant to me in words I could tell.
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heyitsjohanne-blog · 8 years
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Bugso ng Pag-ibig
Eto yung araw na sobrang sarap sa pakiramdam, yung para bang nasa langit ka. Yung tipong naramdaman mong mahal na mahal ka niya.. Sa bawat paghalik, pagyakap, paghaplos at higit sa lahat sa pagtitig niya sa iyong mata at kasabay non ang pag sambit niya ng ‘mahal kita’ na may ngiti sa kanyang mga mata, na nakangiti rin sa'yo. Napakasarap masdan. Ni hindi nga pumasok sa isip mong ganun ang mararamdaman mo, na mahuhulog ka sa isang tulad niyang hindi mo inakalang magugustuhan mo.. Wala eh, eto na, dumating na yung araw na hindi mo kailan man nakita sa mga panaginip mo, sa anino mo, sa pag iisip mo sa bawat araw na dumaraan. Ni hindi mo siya nakita. Kahit hibla ng buhok hindi mo napansin..
Oo masarap.. Masarap magmahal at mahalin, pero hindi sa lahat ng pagkakataon sasaya ka, mag eenjoy ka, matutuwa ka. Masasaktan ka rin, mapapagod kang umintindi, magsasawa ka sa kakahingi niya ng tawad na kahit paulit ulit niya itong ginagawa.. Ngunit.. Mananaig parin yung PAGMAMAHAL na kailan man hindi mo napansin.. Hindi mo napansin na sobrang nahulog ka na pala, na hindi mo na kaya ng wala siya.. Na para bang ikamamatay mo, na sakanya na umiikot ang mundo mo. Yung mundo mong ibinigay mo na sa kanya, ngunit hindi niya naman tinanggap, na akala niya laruan lang, na akala niya wala lang, mundo lang. Mundo lang na hindi niya kayang bigyang pansin..
Mapapagod ka rin, unti onti. Hindi mo na mararamdaman yung sakit na dulot niya, kasi paulit ulit na. Masasanay ka nalang, mawawalan ng pakiramdam. Unti onti kang susuko.. Kasi hindi mo na kayang bitbitin pa yung sakit, na para bang gusto mo nalang itapon pero hindi mo magawa, kasi patuloy ka paring umaasang magiging katulad parin kayo nung dati.. Umaasa kang magiging masaya kayo, na walang humahadlang..
Susubukan mong ayusin, alisin at linisin yung lamat ng pagiibigan niyo, ngunit siya tong may ayaw na, na sumuko na agad, na kailan man hindi mo naisip na kaya niyang gawin.. Ika'y manlulumo nalang sa sobrang sakit..
Naramdaman mo na lahat ng sakit, inis, sa proseso ng pagmamahal, mahirap mag paraya, mahirap tanggaping mas sasaya siya sa iba, masakit makitang may kasama siyang iba, makitang masaya sila. Na sana ikaw parin yun, ikaw parin yung kasama niya.
Pero hindi e, lahat ng bagay natatapos. Pwera nalang kung itinakda talaga kayo ng poong maykapal.
Pero malalagpasan mo din yan, matatapos din ang paghihirap na naramdaman mo.
Matututo kang maglakad magisa, nang hindi siya kasama. Matututo kang tumayo sa sarili mong mga paa.
Magiging masaya ka rin. At higit sa lahat, mapagtatanto mong hindi pala talaga kayo para sa isa’t isa.
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chelseymarieprom · 8 years
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It’s okay
Did you ever just hate the people around you? I could answer this question a thousand times a day and the answer would be yes. I hate the people who think college relationships will last and the people that find a routine enjoyable. What is enjoyable about doing the same thing over and over again, or working the same hoping to one day feel appreciated? What’s the point? In reality we all are hoping for the same thing but from what I’ve experienced we one way or another fall short. Whether that falling short is a divorce or going to college and putting your dreams to the side we all feel it at one point in our lives. I’ve never experienced love, and from what I’ve seen I don’t believe that I want to. Everyone says it’s a time in your life when you truly feel alive, but I believe that it’s a time when you only fall apart. The closer you let someone get the more vulnerable you are to let them hurt you. See I don’t fear being hurt, I’ve been hurt a lot in life to know the feeling of pain, but my biggest fear is abandonment. See I’m all about making connections, whether that is a love connection or a friend connection I aim for them. Like most of us I like to feel understood and cared about but what I crave most are the long intense conversations that happen in the connection process. Not the questions about your favorite color or when did you lose your virginity, but the deep questions that no one asks. So I have a few questions for you. When did you last feel inspired? Where is the place you run to when you want to find yourself? Who was the last person to hurt you? Why is your favorite book your favorite? Do you also feel like me? Do you feel like you don’t really fit into a particular group or feel like you’ll ever fall in love? Do you fear the idea of a routine or never becoming more than what you are? If some of these you answered are yes I want you to know that you aren’t crazy for feeling this way. But, I think there is a bigger plan for people like you and me. See I didn’t date in high school; I never brought someone home to my parent for thanksgiving in college. I just brought my laundry home and some average grades. But, that okay. I’ve never fallen so deeply in love that I couldn’t crawl back out. I fell in love once and it took some growing up to realize it wasn’t real. I don’t hate people who think college relationships are going to last and I don’t hate people who find routine’s adorable. I guess I just somehow wished I could be like them, live these lives the way you’re supposed to. Movies gave me the notion that I was going to fall in love in college and go to these amazing parties. That didn’t happen and house parties are pretty boring. Unless there are jello shots and a kid there that hates them as much as I do. His name is Paul and we are friends ion snpachat, it’s fine. Expectations are not a reality. You can make your own path and it’s okay if you are single. It’s okay if you want to travel. It’s okay to do be a broke college kid. And it’s okay to be scared of the future. You’re okay for feeling these things. I’m stuck in a place where I can’t quite start writing my story. But, I promise you that when I have these experiences I will write it down for you to read. My hope is that you do the same.
Your journey starts here;
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Her
I think I'm starting to love her. She has been my strength. She shows me love, compassion and affection like no other friend has. She stands by me and affirms my good qualities. She makes me laugh, nurtures and worries about me when I'm sick, scolds me for not studying enough or missing a class. She is so very beautiful and her smile lights up my world. Her eyes are like heaven. Her laugh reminds me that happiness exists. Her existence in itself is just simply one word; lovely. I think I'm starting to love her.
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