Such a one do I remember, whom to look at was love.

Who is wise in love, love most, say least.

Love is the only gold.

Shape your heart to front the hour, but dream not that the hours will last.

~*Tennyson*~

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of withering, of tarnishing.

//Anais Nin//

Neither a lofty degree of intelligence nor imagination nor both together go to the making of genius. Love, love, love, that is the soul of genius.

==Mozart==

You come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by seeing an imperfect person perfectly.

Sam Keen

Hold me now
I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking
That maybe six feet
Ain't so far down
--Creed

I seem to be at a loss for words--talk about crazy huh? The girl that always has something to say, who always has an opinion to make whether it's her place or not...me...speechless.
In case you're even more dense than I thought possible I've been doing a lot of thinking about love lately.
Why does our world twist around what love really is? Isn't love about sacrifice? About doing what's right for someone else even if it hurts like hell..? Isn't the cross a perfect example of what true love really is? Why do teenagers these days think that love is about blowing kisses and holding hands...
Love is about so much more. Love is knowing that everything will be ok even when it looks like everything is falling apart...it's about trust and sacrifice...it's waking up first thing in the morning and thanking God for another chance at life...it's about giving someone a hug even when you don't feel like it. It's about staying up late on the phone with someone when they really need to talk eventhough you have a hufe test the test day. Love is about going the extra mile...it's forgetting about yourself and what you want and only thinking of that other person. We say "love" at least 15 times day. How often do you hear, "oh my gosh I love pizza" or "I love this new cd" or even "I love my room"? How on earth can those things be affiliated with love--?
I'll plain admit I'm one to use such expressions as those, but when you really sit and think about it what's we're actually saying is ridiculous. How many of us really and truly know what love is?
Remember when you're mom or dad stayed up late with you because you had a stomach ache...or remember crawling into bed with your parents after having a bad dream...or remember those times when your mom took you to Soccer practice when she really was too tired to move...or remember when they spent way too much time trying to make your birthday a success so they could prove to you somehow that they loved you.
SO how many of us are really "in love"? We think we are...we say we are...but are we really? In my opinion once you love someone or are in love with someone that feeling is never gone. How can we fall out of love? Maybe we aren't attracted to that person anymore or we realized we aren't right for that person, but does that mean that we stop loving them? If we stop loving then we never really loved in the first place...that's my opinion. You can't just stop loving...it doesn't work that way...
So the next time you are about to say "I love you" think about it...do you really mean it...?

And I thought I didn't have anything to say...hehe

Love is a decision--I think she put it perfectly down there. You have to decide to love that person no matter what happens...if some hot guy/girl walks down the street too bad...
Once you love someone it's for life...or it should be.

That's all I've got to say...lovins.