"Listen up." He stalked back over to her, pulled her to her feet. "I expect - no, demand - more respect than that from you. I'm not some weak-spined half-ass fuckhead who slithers off when everything's not just exactly perfect. I loved you an hour ago. I love you now. I'm going to keep right on loving you, so get used to it and stop expecting me to let you down. It's insulting, and it's pissing me off."
"She makes me happy. When I'm with her I feel like that's where I'm supposed to be, where I've been wanting to be. And everything that matters makes sense."
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Broken Hearts Damaged Goods
By Jack Gunthridge
..when you are in a relationship, you do want to actually touch the person. Talking to the person just isn't the same as feeling that person being there.
At the end of the day, all we really want is to have some sort of human contact and to know that somebody cares about us.
"We can be each other's cocoon. We've both been hurt by love, but if we use each other to get over all of our previous baggage, we can emerge from this as beautiful butterflies capable of truly loving that person that is worthy of us."
As somebody who maybe guards his heart a little bit too much, I have to admire somebody who has the courage and nerve to love as if there is no tomorrow. She knows that by exposing everything that she has to the person she cares for that she is opening herself up to heartache, but she is willing to take that chance. I think there is someting beautiful about that. And when I think about it, it is even more beautiful because she has never closed up her heart after having been hurt. She doesn't judge all men based on what one has done. She still thinks that there could be a perfect guy for her out there that will give her everything she has been looking for.
She gave her previous lovers all of her heart, and they refused to recognize just what they held in their hands. Throughout it all, she never gave up her faith in love and being loved. She was a reasonable woman. She just never figured that men would never be able to see what she was offering.
It's funny that guys always say that they don't want to hurt you when what they do ends up hurting you.
Of all the guys that I've dated, he's the one I've fallen the hardest for. Part of it has to be that he's the most decent man I've ever met. He's intelligent, fun to talk to, and he listens....He's the first challenge I've had in a very long time.
She wants somebody to love her. Guys have made love to her, but they have never loved her.
If I were ever truly honest with myself, I would admit that I love her. I love how she makes me feel, how she is totally honest with me, how she shows me all of her scars that she has received over the years, and how she doesn't just me for my scars. And I know that there is a part of her that loves me and wants nothing more than to have me love her in return. That is what scares me.
I love him. It would be easier for me to just have sex with him, at least then I wouldn't care about him and the possibility of losing him. But as it is, I am falling for him more and more each day. I know that he has had his heart broken, but I could love him more than she did. Sometimes I think he knows this. There are times that I know that he cares for me.
I wish I were a guy. Then I could just tell him that I love him and give us some sort of official status. Women have to wait for the man to make up his mind. You never know whether to encourage the man and make him feel safe to tell you what you think he is feeling, or whether you should act like you don't care, so that he wants you even more. Either way, it hurts waiting.
It's better to secretly love somebody and not to have that love returned than to declare your love and not have it returned. It might not seem like much of a difference, but at least a secret love allows you to continue to be around the object of the affection.
At the end of the day, all we really want is to have some sort of human contact and to know that somebody cares about us.
"We can be each other's cocoon. We've both been hurt by love, but if we use each other to get over all of our previous baggage, we can emerge from this as beautiful butterflies capable of truly loving that person that is worthy of us."
As somebody who maybe guards his heart a little bit too much, I have to admire somebody who has the courage and nerve to love as if there is no tomorrow. She knows that by exposing everything that she has to the person she cares for that she is opening herself up to heartache, but she is willing to take that chance. I think there is someting beautiful about that. And when I think about it, it is even more beautiful because she has never closed up her heart after having been hurt. She doesn't judge all men based on what one has done. She still thinks that there could be a perfect guy for her out there that will give her everything she has been looking for.
She gave her previous lovers all of her heart, and they refused to recognize just what they held in their hands. Throughout it all, she never gave up her faith in love and being loved. She was a reasonable woman. She just never figured that men would never be able to see what she was offering.
It's funny that guys always say that they don't want to hurt you when what they do ends up hurting you.
Of all the guys that I've dated, he's the one I've fallen the hardest for. Part of it has to be that he's the most decent man I've ever met. He's intelligent, fun to talk to, and he listens....He's the first challenge I've had in a very long time.
She wants somebody to love her. Guys have made love to her, but they have never loved her.
If I were ever truly honest with myself, I would admit that I love her. I love how she makes me feel, how she is totally honest with me, how she shows me all of her scars that she has received over the years, and how she doesn't just me for my scars. And I know that there is a part of her that loves me and wants nothing more than to have me love her in return. That is what scares me.
I love him. It would be easier for me to just have sex with him, at least then I wouldn't care about him and the possibility of losing him. But as it is, I am falling for him more and more each day. I know that he has had his heart broken, but I could love him more than she did. Sometimes I think he knows this. There are times that I know that he cares for me.
I wish I were a guy. Then I could just tell him that I love him and give us some sort of official status. Women have to wait for the man to make up his mind. You never know whether to encourage the man and make him feel safe to tell you what you think he is feeling, or whether you should act like you don't care, so that he wants you even more. Either way, it hurts waiting.
It's better to secretly love somebody and not to have that love returned than to declare your love and not have it returned. It might not seem like much of a difference, but at least a secret love allows you to continue to be around the object of the affection.
Broken
By Kimberly Reeves
"I guess that's how you know it's true love, son. Nothing can make a man's insides shake like the fear of losing the woman he loves."
In her lifetime, Jessie's heart had been entwined with two extraordinary men; one who had loved her enough to let her go, and another who loved her so much he couldn't.
In her lifetime, Jessie's heart had been entwined with two extraordinary men; one who had loved her enough to let her go, and another who loved her so much he couldn't.
Thursday, May 3, 2012
Wedding Invitation
This day I will marry my friend,
The one I will laugh with,
live for, dream with,
Love....
????
and
????
together with their parents
Mrs.Patricia Ann Waldo
?????
invite you to share their happiness when
they exchange their marriage vows and
begin their new life together
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Breaking TWIG
"If a woman makes a man feel like her hero, he'll move heaven and hell to please her."
"How can I take away the pain?"
"Tell me you love me."
"I love you."
"Tell me you'll always love me."
"I'll always love you."
"Promise me you'll never leave me."
"I'm not going anywhere."
I smiled. That's all I ever wanted. To know someone loved me and would always be there. That's not too much to ask for, is it?
It's amazing what a girl can do when she has one person in her life that loves and believes in her unconditionally.
"I think about what my life would be like without you. There'd be no laughter, no love, no balance."
"How can I take away the pain?"
"Tell me you love me."
"I love you."
"Tell me you'll always love me."
"I'll always love you."
"Promise me you'll never leave me."
"I'm not going anywhere."
I smiled. That's all I ever wanted. To know someone loved me and would always be there. That's not too much to ask for, is it?
It's amazing what a girl can do when she has one person in her life that loves and believes in her unconditionally.
"I think about what my life would be like without you. There'd be no laughter, no love, no balance."
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Blown Away
By Shane Gericke
He was Old Spice, not Chanel. Strong. Sure of himself. Tender under the brontosaurus hide. Said what he meant, meant what he said. Had a clumsy charm she found endearing. Good at what he did, obviously loved it, had the respect of people she admired. Listened, really listened, a trait she treasured for its rarity.
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Chasing Fire
By Nora Roberts
"We're not kids. We've both got more years behind us than ahead. When we have a chance for someting good, we ought to take it."
"I learned how to be happy on my own. It was good for me, to have that time, to find out a little bit more about myself. What I could do, what I could do without. I'm happier with you."
"I've made us both sad, and here I was thinking about being happy."
"People who are together get to share both. I want to....share both with you."
"You're the answer before I even asked the question."
"What is it you're supposed to feel?" she demanded. "I can never figure it out."
He cleared his throat. "Maybe you should ask another woman about this kind of thing."
"I'm asking you.....I'm not asking about sex, Dad. I know about sex. You tell me you love her, and I can see it all over you. I can see it, but I don't know how it feels -- how it's supposed to feel."
"There's a lot that goes around it. Trust and respect and --" He cleared his throat again. "Attraction. But the center's a reflection of all of those things, all your strengths and weaknesses, hopes and dreams. They catch fire there, in the center. Maybe it blazes, maybe it simmers, smolders, but there's the heat and the light, all those colors, and what's around it feeds it....when love's a fire, whether it's bright or a steady glow, hot or warm, it creates. It makes you better than you were without it."
"I love you. I love everything about you. Your voice, your laugh....Your face, your body, your hard head and your cautious heart. I want to spend the rest of my life looking at you, listening to you, working with you, just being with you."
"I learned how to be happy on my own. It was good for me, to have that time, to find out a little bit more about myself. What I could do, what I could do without. I'm happier with you."
"I've made us both sad, and here I was thinking about being happy."
"People who are together get to share both. I want to....share both with you."
"You're the answer before I even asked the question."
"What is it you're supposed to feel?" she demanded. "I can never figure it out."
He cleared his throat. "Maybe you should ask another woman about this kind of thing."
"I'm asking you.....I'm not asking about sex, Dad. I know about sex. You tell me you love her, and I can see it all over you. I can see it, but I don't know how it feels -- how it's supposed to feel."
"There's a lot that goes around it. Trust and respect and --" He cleared his throat again. "Attraction. But the center's a reflection of all of those things, all your strengths and weaknesses, hopes and dreams. They catch fire there, in the center. Maybe it blazes, maybe it simmers, smolders, but there's the heat and the light, all those colors, and what's around it feeds it....when love's a fire, whether it's bright or a steady glow, hot or warm, it creates. It makes you better than you were without it."
"I love you. I love everything about you. Your voice, your laugh....Your face, your body, your hard head and your cautious heart. I want to spend the rest of my life looking at you, listening to you, working with you, just being with you."
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