Love is..., hmm... Options

[andyisasian]

So some say love is overrated. Some say love is everything. But from all this speculation, you have to wonder how many people really understand the meaning of love. So many people try to think of ways of saying it to make it mean more, some say it just because they are words of flattery. But love is so much more than just words. When you find that person, and it becomes love you suddenly understand why people would die for someone, why people would kill. This person becomes your world.

There are no flashing neon lights telling you that this person is the one, just like there are no bright lurid signs showing you that they are your future. No stars collide, except in your mind and there are no fireworks, except from the inside. They are a permanent part of you, always a constant ache for this person – to feel their arms hold you softly, their fingers entwining with your own. Just the touch of their skin gives you goose bumps, but you never want to let go..
The knowledge dawns on you that without this person you are not whole, and you will never be the same without them. Thoughts, flashbacks, memories, filling your mind at every money, leaving you with nothing more than a desire to be with this person, hoping, praying.. knowing they feel the same.

Its impossible to pinpoint the exact moment a person realises they are in love. But there comes a time when the mask comes off, and the real person shows themselves. There is no longer a need to go to the movies every Saturday night to sell the sex clinging to your arm; you've grown bigger than that. If you love them you want to be the only one to see them the same way you do. Staying at home makes you feel much closer to the person, and you only want to share the moment with them, not the whole world. They wouldn't understand anyway, they couldn't even comprehend.
You both become oblivious to each others imperfections, not noticing the crooked teeth or extra pounds, seeing only lines of perfect symmetry tracing their way down a lovers body – curvaceous hips, seductive lips.
The eyes that say it all.
Eyes that are mirrors, glassy and wide.
Reflecting the feelings you both feel, but cannot say enough.

You become able to predict their reactions, and know every quirky little expression they have. Things they say, things they do when it's only for you. The smiles, gestures, the familiar routine that occurs on every trip to the bedroom, but this repetition doesn't bore you, it only makes you realise you don't want things to change.. ever. You know that you have found the real person hidden inside the shell that everyone saves for the outside world. You create your own world between silken sheets, in each others minds and in their heart. Rooms become a safe haven, love is proven, promises are made and truths are told. The "I love you's" never seem to do your feelings justice at times like these, because there is no way the person can know through three words how much you need them with you, always and forever. Even till death do us part sounds like a cheap cliché, but it's the best you can do – and it is the truth. In their arms, and in their heart is the only place you ever want to be. Safe, warm and secure.

There are fights, fights that make you forget everything else, make it impossible to concentrate because all you can focus on is what the other person is thinking. Are they still angry? Do they still care? Will this fight mark the end..? No! Never! Do they miss you as much as you miss them, miss the comfort of their laughter, their reassurance that everything is ok? So many hopeless predictions to what they're thinking when your thinking of them, the worry can drive you mad. Picking up the phone, putting it down, wanting to talk but not wanting to make things any worse. One call, so much hope – so much fear. Trembling hands reach out to the buttons. But as you go to dial they call and you know that they've put away their pride and saying sorry shows you that your love is more than just a façade, and knowing this is one of the most beautiful feelings a person can ever experience. The anger is drowned in a wave of love for the person, and all reason is left behind. You find yourself forgetting why you were even angry in the first place. Maybe the fights are meant to happen, just so that you remember how important this person's love is – and so you can experience the pure bliss of making up and feeling so close to them once again, making up the time of lost love with words and gestures.

There is the love making. And yes, the becomes more than just sex. Two people becoming one as a means of expressing their feelings for each other. Not just another notch on their belt to brag about on Monday – something surreal and lasting. Soaring to new heights, both of you sure that no other person could ever feel this way. And maybe they cant, because each love is sacred. Bodies moving in perfect time, just because they know the other person so well, feeling the build up of passion, both knowing the exact moment to let go.
Smooth, syncopated, perfect.
Free falling, too fast to stop on a one way trip to heaven. A heaven for two. Landing soft and finding yourself still in their arms, planting kisses on your face, your neck – leaving imprints on your heart. How could anyone ever challenge such a feeling as this, it is too pure to be tainted, too lovely to be a lie. Two people, two hearts. Both beating for the other, keeping the love alive.

But above all this, there is the constant feeling of love that stays with you every second of the day. There really are no words that can explain it, and no way that you can understand fully unless you have felt the feelings yourself.
Love is a dream that makes reality fade away.
A dream you never want to wake up from
Love grows, like a bud into a flower
And Love,
Becomes everything.


Source: http://utterly-scandalous.blogspot.com/
-- Arjuna

This post has been edited by Arjuna Capulong: Apr 2 2007, 08:35 PM

[tokyo-rose]

Arjuna, it is.

http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&q=%...s+overrated.%22 and you get this blog:
http://utterly-scandalous.blogspot.com/
Busted again. :T

[Simba]

My gosh. It just sounds really nice and so what if she did read blogs every now and then? Nothing's wrong with that. Since this was plagerized, though.. why not just give credit?

The thing is, however, that this guy is taking people's work and acting as if it is his own:

hmm im sorry i wasnt really aiming it at anyone
i wrote this after my 2yr realationship broke up so yea :/
hmm :)
oh im verry sorry :/
wht i write so far, is just from experience, being the guy in the realtionship, an the guy helping a girl with her realtionship. my minds been really open to all of the oo an awe u know,
than sumthign happen to me so i wrote this :/, im happy that your realtionship has been made complete cuz u read this, i feel like ive accomplished sumtihng with my life <3 :))
i will write more in due time

If he can PM me admitting that he got these stories from elsewhere and agrees to start citing his sources, I'll reopen his topics for discussion.

Arjuna, it is.

http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&q=%...s+overrated.%22 and you get this blog:
http://utterly-scandalous.blogspot.com/
Busted again. :T

This is simply unacceptable.
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