Thursday, June 3, 2010

~ LOVE Nver Dies... ~











Love is something eternal; the aspect may change, but not the essence...

Love is space and time measured by the heart...

I could never love where I could not respect...

Sometimes we let affection, go unspoken,
Sometimes we let our love go unexpressed,
Sometimes we can't find words to tell our feelings,
Especially towards those we love the best....

Love has features which pierce all hearts, he wears a bandage which conceals the faults of those beloved. He has wings, he comes quickly and flies away the same...

Love is energy: it can neither be created nor destroyed. It just is and always will be, giving meaning to life and direction to goodness... Love will never die...

Romantic love reaches out in little ways, showing attention and admiration. Romantic love remembers what pleases a woman, what excites her, and what surprises her. Its actions whisper: you are the most special person in my life...

True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations; it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart...

Love alone is capable of uniting living beings in such a way as to complete and fulfill them, for it alone takes them and joins them by what is deepest in themselves...

Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage...

Those who love deeply never grow old; they may die of old age, but they die young...

When you love someone, you love the whole person, just as he or she is, and not as you would like them to be...

Love looks not with eyes, but with the mind...

True love is not how you forgive, but how you forget, not what you see but what you feel, not how you listen but how you understand, and not how you let go but how you hold on...

You are my soul mate, my sweetheart, you are my dream come true, from now until the end of time I give my heart and soul only to you...

When we love, it isn't because the person's perfect, it's because we learn to see an imperfect person perfectly...

It's not who you are to the world, it's who you are to me. It's not how many times I say I love you... it's how much I really do...

Last night I looked up at the stars and matched each one with a reason why I love you. I was doing great until I ran out of stars...

You may hold my hand for a while, but you hold my heart forever...

You know you truly love somebody when they hurt you so badly, but all you can think about it is the times when they made you smile...

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