We made love, we drank coffee, and then we went our separate ways. I went west, and she went to hell. Or at least I hope she did.
I love him wholly and unconditionally and without reservation. I love him enough to sacrifice a friendship. I love him enough to accept my own happiness and use it, in turn, to make him happy back.
How do you not fall in love with him?" The tears begin flowing just as quickly as they were ceasing. I grab yet another tissue. "I don't not fall in love with him. I don't not fall in love with him a lot!
I cried at the funeral. It wasn’t because I loved her, it was because I was there, in the front pew at the church, chopping onions.
My ashtray is full, the carton of cigarettes is empty, and I just cremated grandpa. But I never inhaled—or told him I loved him.
We fell in love like nobody’s business. I wish it was everyone’s business, so that I could have made money off it.
I drank my lava lamp to get the party started. Later on I made love like a volcano, while I watched TV alone.
I didn’t have time to grow out a beard, so I glued a wig on instead. I make love like a hare in a tortoise shell.
She asked if I loved another woman, so I answered honestly and said, “Dinner was great, but I could go for dessert.
We made love like I make grilled cheese sandwiches. I had no idea what I was doing, but she melted into me all the same.
As soon as I walked in the door, I could tell she was in love. And seeing as she was packing up all her stuff, the only question I had was, With who?
She had needed the time to know that this love would not destroy her, and I had, I now knew, given her that time, could give it, for it was what I had in great supply.
I love with the heart of two men. Well, I would, if that damned neurosurgeon would go ahead and replace my left brain with the heart of a midget.
With gift giving, if it’s the thought that counts, then a picture of a Mercedes is just as good as an actual Mercedes. With my new camera, I can’t wait to show you how much I love you!
I keep my heart in my hope chest. Other items in there are clothes, towels, silverware, and all the love I have to offer my future wife. I must specify that my love is hand wash only.
I will not wait to love as best as I can. We thought we were young and that there would be time to love well sometime in the future. This is a terrible way to think. It is no way to live, to wait to love.
Love? Love…what is love? These emotions… are to confusing This pain… won't go away That kiss you gave me… That's what stole me away ~omg i wrote this 4 years ago... XP i found it in a old post i made on a different site
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