To love someone, why do you need society's approval and permission?
I don't care if I'm loved back, I still want to love someone.�Someone, from the bottom of my heart...�Straightforward, unwavering...�It seems like such a simple thing, so then why....�...Must it be so incredibly hard?
This is what it feels like to care about someone who doesn't feel the same. I'd only known how it felt to love someone who loved me just as fiercely. I'd never known rejection. I'd never wanted someone who didn't want me. The longing didn't go away with rejection.
That's what it is to love someone: to give whatever you can while taking what you must.
You can love someone so much...But you can never love people as much as you can miss them.
Can I love someone...and still think/fly? Love is flying, sown, floating. Thought is solitary flight, beating wings.
Yeah, I'm a giver. I've learned to be selective of the people in my world, because if I love someone, I will give them my blood, whatever they need. In doing so, one can end up with little left for themselves.
To love someone is to see a miracle invisible to others.
You can love someone like your son, even if he's not your biological son, and you can love someone like your father, even if he's not your biological father.
When you love someone, you treat them well.
One remedy for the fear of not being loved is to remember how good it feels to love someone. If you're feeling unloved and you want to feel better, go love someone, and see what happens.
Try to love someone who you want to hate, because they are just like you, somewhere inside, in a way you may never expect, in a way that resounds so deeply within you that you cannot believe it.
At that moment he knew what his mother was thinking, and that she loved him. But he knew, too, that to love someone means relatively little; or, rather, that love is never strong enough to find the words befitting it. Thus he and his mother would always love each other silently. And one day she--or he--would die, without ever, all their lives long, having gone farther than this by way of making their affection known.
I've never subscribed to that 'Love means never having to say you're sorry' bullshit. In fact, love means you always get the chance to say you're sorry. When we love someone, we always want to forgive them.
Being a mother is the best thing that ever happened to me. Before you have your first baby you are a girl and then you become a mother. There is no transition into being a woman; you literally become a mum and being a mum means you always love someone else more than yourself and it is an unexplainable situation.
It's as if when you love someone, they become your reason.
Love is tested in so many ways. How do I articulate this? Two people are together. There are stakes, strife, struggles, all these things that make us fall for someone, love someone even more, leave someone.
I love you: You imagine hearing the words from someone not related to you, someone not your best friend, but when someone you love, someone you dream about, actually says them, it makes your body melt and your breath get caught in your chest.
It's as if when you love someone, they become your reason. And maybe I've gotten it backward, maybe it's just because I need a reason that I find myself falling in love with her. But I don't think that's it. I think I would have continued along, oblivious, if I hadn't happened to meet her.
It's very easy to accept and love those who are like us, but to love someone different is very hard
You're in love? Out Out of love? I love someone. She doesn't love me.
When you love someone, you expect them to love you back the same way - with a singleness of heart.
There comes a point when you just love someone. Not because they're good, or bad, or anything really. You just love them. It doesn't mean you'll be together forever. It doesn't mean you won't hurt each other. It just mean you love them. Sometimes in spite of who they are, and sometimes because of who they are. And you know that they love you, sometimes because of who you are, and sometimes in spite of it.
When you love someone you let them take care of you.
To love someone is to catch your breath whenever he walks in the room.
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