the acts of falling in love

5

when someome loves you, the way they talk about you is different. you feel safe and comfortable.
- Jess C. Scott

i no longer believe in the idea of soulmates or love at first sight; but i do believe that a very few times in your life, if you were lucky, you might meet someone who is exactly right for you. not because they're perfect or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.

thats us, that's exactly us, except our flaws are the reality's we live in, i'm trapped within these simple words, but you're out in a reality full of people who could just as easily replace me.

i've come to realize that you cant force love, it's either there or it isn't. if it isn't you've got to be able to admit that to yourself, but if it is there, you've got to do whatever it takes to protect the ones you love.

the best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds; and thats what you've given me, thats what i hope to give you, forever.

true love is rare, and its the only thing that gives life real meaning.

one day you'll move on, get married and have children, grow old and forget me- but you'll always know where ill be, here, within the pages, never forgetting you, because how could i when you are the reason of my whole story.

it isn't possible to love and part; you will wish that it was. you can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never just pull it out of you. i know from experience.

i can listen no longer in silence. i must speak to you by such means as are within my reach. you pierced my soul, i am half agony, half hope. tell me that i am not too late, that such precious feelings will never fade. i have loved none other than you. i may have been weak and resentful at times, but never inconsistent. you alone have brought me joy. for you alone, i think and plan. can you have failed to understand my wishes? i have not waited even four days, is it possible for me to read your feelings as you've read mine? i can hardly think straight, i am, at every moment hearing something that overpowers me. i could not hear you voice, but i see your expressions. i must go uncertain of my fate; but i shall return hither, or follow in your path as soon as possible.

every great love starts with a good story.

i used to think i was cursed, cursed to be so close, yet so far away from you; but when i see your eyes light up at every word i say, then maybe, just maybe this curse comes with its own blessing.

i fear the day my story ends.

sometimes i find myself going on and on about things that don't really matter only because it means ill have you for a second or two longer.

i know, that in the silence that follows that anything could happen here. it might be too late, but at least i would've known i tried, that i took my heart and shared it, whatever the outcome.

if fate allows us than maybe our souls with meet again.

the heart is like an arrow, it demands aim to land true.

sometimes i wonder if there's something wrong with me. perhaps i've spent too long in the company of my own thoughts, so consequently my ideals and expectations are far to high.

i wonder how many people don't get the one they want, but end up with the one they're supposed to be with.

when one is in love, one always begins by deceiving ones self, and one always ends by deceiving others. that is what i see people calling a 'romance'.

when someone cries so hard that it hurts their throats, it is out of frustration or knowing that no matter what you do or attempt to do can change the situation. when you feel like you need to cry, when you just want to let it out, relieve some of the pressure from the inside- that is true pain; because no matter how hard you try or how bad you want to, you cant. that pain just stays in place. then, if you are lucky, one small tear may escape from those eyes that water constantly. that one tear, that tiny, salty, droplet of moisture is a means of escape. although it is just a small tear, it is the heaviest feeling in the world, and it doesn't do anything to cure that pain in your chest.

thats what i feel every moment you aren't here, that feeling of abandonment, not knowing if you are going to return or not.

its a heavy feeling.