TheAmbassadorOfRomanceInVenus's blog: "Appreciating Romantic Friends"

LOVE QUOTES*** Love is 3/4 dream and 1/4 reality. Problems usually arise when you fall in love with the dream and not the reality. But, yet you find true love when you fall in love with both. Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in that recognition. The distance is not far, yet it might as well be the span of a galaxy. The time is not too long, what is an aeon to the age of the universe? Perhaps I can speed time up, hasten it from its agonizingly slow pace. Perhaps I can strain myself to parts unknown, just to catch a glimpse of you, however fleeting. Absence is said to make the heart grow fonder, yet if my heart yearns any more for the sight of you, I will explode. Insanity is a comforting friend, calming me at night and allowing me to face the day. The mighty structure is put on every morning, when I get out of the shower the barricade is up. No one can glimpse the hollowness in my eyes, the starving of my soul, the atrophy of my heart. But, at the end of the day, when the city sleeps away, the hollowness returns. My shoulders loosen, crushed by an unseen force. Movement is difficult, likened more to the elderly instead of the young. The pain returneth, brining along with it despair and anguish. My nightly sojourn climaxes in the release from reality's tenuous grip. A fitful rest awaits me, met only with another dawn without you, another day without you, another night without you. Somewhere, on small mote of dust in the farthest reaches of the Cosmos, you are sleeping also. Do you dream of me often? Do you turn corners expecting to find me? Have you turned to ask me a question, then noticed that I am gone? Has your heart been torn asunder every time you do any task that we shared? Can you find solace in looking up at the night sky, in the same manner that I do, wondering if I am thinking about you under the same night sky somewhere? Do you feel me peering over your shoulder, as I so truly wish to do? I can only hope that in this vast and uncertain world, two people feel that bond which unites them like no other, through the distance and the time. I loved him so much. And talked about him so much. And thought about him so much. It was like he lived inside me. Like he had taken possession of my soul or something. And then one day...I got over him.---Claire Danes in "My So-Called Life" Is Love the best healer? Or is Pain the best teacher? ---Unknown Love doesn't make the world go 'round. It's what makes the ride worthwhile. I would rather to never have felt love, than to feel so loved one minute and in the blink of an eye it all be gone, left with nothing more than this broken heart I have now. ---Unknown I dropped a tear in the ocean. Whenever they find it, I will stop loving you. Falling in love for the first time is easy. It's the second time around, after you had fallen and trusted that someone to catch you the first time and they didn't, when it becomes difficult to let yourself fall in love again. ---Unknown And the wonder of it all is that you just don't realize how much I love you. ---Eric Clapton Sometimes you won't let go of love... More times love won't let go of you. Hate has a reason for everything, but love is unreasonable. Love is what you wish for by day. Love is what you dream about at night. You dream and wish of love, but it seems as though you never find it. Then all of the sudden it comes. All that you've wished and dreamed for is there, just a hundredfold better. And you know that nothing you could have ever imagined could compare to the way you feel when you're with your love. ---Unknown Nothing you love is lost. Not really. Things, people - they always go away, sooner or later. You can't hold them, any more than you can hold moonlight. But if they've touched you, if they're inside you, then they're still yours. The only things you ever really have are the ones you hold inside your heart. The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater. ---From The "Fellowship of the Ring" by J. R. R. Tolkien There are only four questions of any value in life… What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth living for? And what is worth dying for? The answer to each is the same. Only love. Love will make you forget time, and time will make you forget love. Love hurts but the pain might be worth it. The first sight of him did something to her, twisted her heart round so that it almost hurt. Absurd that a man--an ordinary, yes, a perfectly ordinary young man-- should be able to do that to one! That the mere look of him should set the world spinning, that his voice should make you want--just a little--to cry...love surely should be a pleasurable emotion, not one that hurts you with its intensity. Dreams tell us things, maybe one as our special love, that one person that could make a difference in your life, that maybe, just maybe, if you wished hard enough could come true. The dangerous kind of love that happens once and only once, that either heals or scars, melds or shatters. ---Crowell's Necessary Madness You may not love me today, tomorrow, or ever. But I will love you until it kills me. And even then you will be in my heart. Loving you is like trying to touch a star, I know I can never reach you, but I can't help but try. A heart truly in love never loses hope but always believes in the promise of love, no matter how long the time and how far the distance. ---Unknown The course of true love never did run smooth... swift as a shadow short as any dream.---"A Midsummer Night's Dream," William Shakespeare One cannot live on love alone. And I am so stupid that I can do nothing but think of him. You don't get to choose, you just fall in love. And you get this person who is all wrong and all right at the same time. And you know that you love them so much except sometimes they just drive you completely insane. And no one can explain it. And the reason its so confusing is because its love. But, if love didn't have challenges, what would be the point? Love is insanity. It is the taking over of a rational and intellectual mind by delusion and self-destruction. You lose yourself, you have no power over yourself, you can't even think straight. When these days are gone, when all the love we gave to each other slowly fades away, when your beautiful smile is only here as a dream, and when the words "I love you" are scripts of the past, I will always have the memories that were once moments and I will always know that no matter what, I got the chance to be loved by you. Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up this whole armor, for years, so nothing could hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life. . .you give them a piece of you. They don't ask for it. They do something dumb one day like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like "maybe we should just be friends" or "how very perceptive" turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a should-hurt, a body-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love. True love doesn't consist of holding hands, it consists of holding hearts. I'm not a child anymore. I'm tall enough to reach for the stars. I'm old enough to love you from afar. Too trusting? Yes. But then, women usually are. If it all falls apart, I will know deep in my heart the only dream that mattered had come true. In this life, I was loved by you.---Merlin in "The Sword and the Stone" I have fallen in so love with you, so much more than I said I would. Love is like the sun, even if you reach it, you have to put up with a few blisters. We come to love not by finding a perfect person but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.