Describe being in love . . .

[-Kąditty-]

Man, I could go on and on...and still not get to the bottom of what I am trying to express. Yes, he is my lover and best friend but I swear it is MUCH deeper than that. A deepness that I cannot even label.

Sometimes when certain people tell me that they love their 'boo' as much as I love my DH, I am skeptical. Sounds arrogant or what not but I just feel that if you loved a man as much as I love my supaman than you would not do/say the things that you do about him ...your heart would not even begin to let you. Like the song goes..."when you love someone you just don't treat them bad..."

Sidenote: This may sound cliche and corny as all get out but the other day I was looking for my peppermint bark chocolates. I asked DH if he had seen them and he just smiled. The smile that let me know that he ate them. I just looked at him in disbelief because errrbody know not to touch my peppermint back, shoot. I told him that he was "such a thief". DH then looked at me and said "well, we can call it even then because you're a thief too, you stole my heart"

Even though he was prolly trying to get the heat off of him, I know it is true...I am a thief in that aspect .

 

[Raine054]

It is madness.

 

[PopLife]

Feeling like a lifetime with them is not long enough...

 

[Taleah2009]

Man, I could go on and on...and still not get to the bottom of what I am trying to express. Yes, he is my lover and best friend but I swear it is MUCH deeper than that. A deepness that I cannot even label.

Sometimes when certain people tell me that they love their 'boo' as much as I love my DH, I am skeptical. Sounds arrogant or what not but I just feel that if you loved a man as much as I love my supaman than you would not do/say the things that you do about him ...your heart would not even begin to let you. Like the song goes..."when you love someone you just don't treat them bad..."

Sidenote: This may sound cliche and corny as all get out but the other day I was looking for my peppermint bark chocolates. I asked DH if he had seen them and he just smiled. The smile that let me know that he ate them. I just looked at him in disbelief because errrbody know not to touch my peppermint back, shoot. I told him that he was "such a thief". DH then looked at me and said "well, we can call it even then because you're a thief too, you stole my heart"

Even though he was prolly trying to get the heat off of him, I know it is true...I am a thief in that aspect .

aawww... and love your siggy! so cute!

 

[MonaRae]

Wow! :hear2: I can't wait to find my true love!!!!!

 

[moonglowdiva]

Now, love is such an abstract idea to me (i'm not in love with a man)but as I read the post this song came to my mind Real Love by Lakeside. It is an ole skool jam from 1983.

 

[Imani]

very nice thread. i have definitely never been in love though.

 

[MrsAriannaAmbers]

When he tells you "no matter what we go through, we get through it TOGETHER"

 

[KiSseS03]

Awesome thread, I can't wait to fall in love. :heart2:

 

[Latomian]

When I was falling, this was the best way I could put it:

What is love?
Always changing.
Never erasing and always remaining.
Loving in yourself
Aiding and abetting.
Understanding your niche
Accepting your dwelling.
Writing a novel,
Careless of spelling.


I fell in love once and it was the biggest mistake of my life.
He robbed me of my common sense;
The ability to think twice.
And through love I found myself…
I had been planted and grown.
And through love, into my heart,
He was permanently sewn.


It was insane, this feeling.
I admittedly had gone mad.
Schizophrenic insanity—I couldn’t distinguish reality.
Delusions of grandeur danced madly in my head
Of the days we would be together;
the day we would wed.
Ha.


What is Love?
Always changing.
Endless frustrating, preeminent heartbreaking.
Confiding in someone
being theirs for the taking.
Removing passion from sex
and instilling lovemaking.


I fell in love once…with a man that was tall.
And it was equivalent to his height, the distance I did fall.
Latching onto him like a vicious parasite…
Slowly draining, mechanically tasting,
Idling at his perfect lips and meticulous fingertips.
Absorbing him with every
bite.

I loved him so much, the thought made me cry.
Because it wasn’t the same love that I saw in his eyes.
The feeling left me empty,
Love corpus significantly maimed.
Once independent, vicarious creature…
Mortified and drained.
Ha.


What is love?
Always Changing.
Defectively working, perfectly aching
Feeling like you are someone else,
Your identity mistaken.
Wanting to hold them close
To evade the heartbreaking.


Love.
A feeling that I will always admire because of its diversity overall.
It has the ability to pick you up…
While it was the same thing that made you fall.
It’s a letter in a bottle that you sent out to sea
Without ever truly knowing who will be the one to read.
So upon reading my letter, I hope love dances vividly
And embraces you for loving…as it has cradled me.​

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So…

What is love?
Always changing.
Never erasing and always remaining.
Confiding in someone and being theirs for the taking.
Wanting to hold them close,
Evading the heartbreaking.
Understanding your niche and accepting your dwelling.
Writing a novel…
Careless of spelling.​

 

[Taliah]

Interesting that most feel love.
For me love is action.