When they mean more to you than you do...
I used to think hate was the opposite of love.
Now I know better. Hate isn't the opposite of love.
Love isn't about finding your other half, it's about making them feel whole. Be the person in their life that they need, not who they want. That is true love.
Life is too cruel, if we cease to believe in love, why would we want to live.
Love is a belief that fills our hearts with hope that even when we're in darkness, there's always going to be stars to guide us back to the light.
It has no boundaries, because it can bend, and twist every single which way it needs to in order to preserve its notion it is so firmly built upon.
Beyond all understanding
Love is all encompassing, unconditional, undeniably understanding and universal.
Truest love transcends time and space.
Letting Them Go
When everyone thinks of love, they think of holding on; but sometimes, because you love someone, you have to let them go.
Love is transcendent.
True and honest, simple love,
(Love the title, Midnight Memos!)
Love—is like loving rain and fearing frogs.
Fear of being swayed by your feelings given the knowledge an attack may come anytime
or worse—when you are completely under it's spell.
Love is like a fire; it seems pretty from afar but when you're in it, that shit hurts.
That thousand-dollar ring
How attractive you find them
Thinking you have to love them back because otherwise you look like an ass
Love is home