You're in love. That makes you actually kind of boring to people who aren't in love.
~Claudia Gray
I know some may hate to hear me speak about my husband all the time. I can honestly say that not a minute goes by where he's not mentioned in some capacity or another. I have no shame at all in saying that I'm madly, deeply, in love with him though. I'm clearly obsessed with him. Every move he makes and everything he does intrigues me. We argue, and we disagree about things... just like normal people do, but I know that there's absolutely nothing at all in the world that can change the way that I feel about him. He's changed my life in ways that nobody can understand. His presence gives me goosebumps... yup... I'm sprung! He makes me feel a way that nobody has EVER made me feel before. And I wish all of the world could experience the same feelings.
If you press me to say why I loved him, I can say no more than because he was he, and I was I.
~Michel de Montaigne
There's no real way to define the way TRUE love makes me feel, but its a terrific feeling. It's like the world around has completely stopped moving, and everyone's standing around envious of what I feel. Cuz only I feel it. And only I can describe it. Only I cant. I cant tell you how much he warms my heart when he walks into a room. I cant tell you what about him makes me shake. And I certainly cant tell you how the minutes drag for days when we have been apart for seconds. I can't tell you because I just dont know myself. If I tried to tell you, I'd sound like a crazy woman speaking in tongues.
It is sad not to love, but it is much sadder not to be able to love.
~Miguel de Unamuno
Everyone thinks they have this definition for love. The crude complain of it. They say it's pointless, and it's a wear on your heart, body, and soul. Those remarks I believe come from someone who has been hurt and has thus written off all hopes of ever feeling love again. But I think that if you close your heart to ever loving again, you've never really experienced the real feeling that love brings. The feeling of love is so great and so profound, that it should easily outweigh only the mere possibility of MAYBE feeling the loss of such love. Even better is that when you finally fall, like really fall hard, you'll look back at things and wonder "How the hell did I EVER compare THAT feeling to THIS one!"
When you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.
~Nora Ephron, When Harry Met Sally
It will sound so cliche, but as soon as my husband told me he loved me for the first time, I KNEW we'd be together. That this was it. There was no way in the world that I could hear those words come from anyone else, and get the same spark roll through my body. I knew that nobody else could look at me like he did, and I knew that nobody NOBODY could steal my heart like that. I thought about forever, and I started planning in my head all the awesomeness we were going to live for the rest of our lives. I remember getting overly anxious about it all, and a little skeptical at the same time... "Did he really mean that?" So, I asked him and he said "Yes, I love you..." I said "Tell me you love me again" and he did. Then I asked him again... "Do you really love me?" And he said "Babe, I love you". (I was taught as a teenager to ask a man three times to say he loves you, and if he does so without getting frustrated, then it's real.) And he did. 3 times. With ease. And I was going to wake up to this man for the rest of my life.
Love one another and you will be happy. It's as simple and as difficult as that.
~Michael Leunig
Whats love got to do with it? EVERYTHING! Its what reminds you that things aren't so bad after all. After staring at bills for hours on end, there's nothing that feels better than just climbing in bed and laying on his chest. It really does make everything all better. We are normal. Not living in lala land. We have our share of arguments. We disagree on things, and at times give each other the silent treatment. But in all honesty, it kills me inside. When we argue, it hurts so bad. I know that he's hurting just as bad as I am when we're not getting along, but of course we're playing the game of stubborn. To see who can hold out the longest. A lesson we're still learning; love has no pride.
Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.
~Aristotle
The best part of this whole being in love "thing" is the security of knowing that you never have to be alone. Ever again. Everything I feel, he feels and vice-a-versa. Nothing is a battle alone. We're no longer our own selves, but just one person... one really cool, great, crazy person. With that, I know that all I do reflects on him in some way or another. (Hence me not posting my name ever) It weird though cuz he and I are so different in so many ways... but in so many good ways. We compliment one another. My strengths are his weaknesses and my pitfalls are what make him great. Our friends laugh at us sometimes because it's obvious that we're so different yet so meant to be. Nobody gets it. But it's ok. Nobody needs to get it, but us.
You only get one true love in your entire lifetime. I believe that. And I believe that when you get that one, nothing at all, no matter what it is will take that person away from you. This man is beyond my soul mate. He was made for me, and I for him. I look forward to forever with him, tomorrow just isn't enough
True love stories never have endings. ~Richard Bach
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