Thinking about sb.,her eyes,her nose,her nick,her hair,her hands, feet,body,and sex.Is this what love is?
Dreaming about being with her every day and every night,every minute and every second,hour after hour only wanting to take her hand and be with her,making love with her.Is this what love is?
All men die.Death is the same destination we will got to.But,if we are with our loves when death coming,then maybe nothing to be frightened . Yes?
At our last moment,if we can come close to our love’s ear,and tell her that "I’ve still got sth. to tell you.I’ve still got a lot stuff to tell you."but then we leave.Anyway,that’s never sad.It’s marvellous,as marvellous as an ordinary young lady’s body.
The one left,maybe feeling lost.But she stays,she memorize the love.The love who loved her and she love.Then forever becomes ever,and never becomes lover.
I hope everyone else like smile as much as me.Always smiling to others,to tell him or her that you’ve got love,and will make her and him feel being loved by another.Though just a second.
I\’m also wondering……
but maybe you can read this
The stage is more beholding to love, than the life of man. For as to the stage, love is ever matter of comedies, and now and then of tragedies; but in life it doth much mischief; sometimes like a siren, sometimes like a fury.
You may observe, that amongst all the great and worthy persons (whereof the memory remaineth, either ancient or recent) there is not one, that hath been transported to the mad degree of love: which shows that great spirits, and great business, do keep out this weak passion. You must except, nevertheless, Marcus Antonius, the half partner of the empire of Rome, and Appius Claudius, the decemvir and lawgiver; whereof the former was indeed a voluptuous man, and inordinate; but the latter was an austere and wise man: and therefore it seems (though rarely) that love can find entrance, not only into an open heart, but also into a heart well fortified, if watch be not well kept.
It is a poor saying of Epicurus, Satis magnum alter alteri theatrum sumus; as if man, made for the contemplation of heaven, and all noble objects, should do nothing but kneel before a little idol, and make himself a subject, though not of the mouth (as beasts are), yet of the eye; which was given him for higher purposes.
It is a strange thing, to note the excess of this passion, and how it braves the nature, and value of things, by this; that the speaking in a perpetual hyperbole, is comely in nothing but in love. Neither is it merely in the phrase; for whereas it hath been well said, that the arch-flatterer, with whom all the petty flatterers have intelligence, is a man\’s self; certainly the lover is more. For there was never proud man thought so absurdly well of himself, as the lover doth of the person loved; and therefore it was well said, That it is impossible to love, and to be wise. Neither doth this weakness appear to others only, and not to the party loved; but to the loved most of all, except the love be reciproque. For it is a true rule, that love is ever rewarded, either with the reciproque, or with an inward and secret contempt.
By how much the more, men ought to beware of this passion, which loseth not only other things, but itself! As for the other losses, the poet\’s relation doth well figure them: that he that preferred Helena, quitted the gifts of Juno and Pallas. For whosoever esteemeth too much of amorous affection, quitteth both riches and wisdom.
This passion hath his floods, in very times of weakness; which are great prosperity, and great adversity; though this latter hath been less observed: both which times kindle love, and make it more fervent, and therefore show it to be the child of folly. They do best, who if they cannot but admit love, yet make it keep quarters; and sever it wholly from their serious affairs, and actions, of life; for if it check once with business, it troubleth men\’s fortunes, and maketh men, that they can no ways be true to their own ends.
I know not how, but martial men are given to love: I think, it is but as they are given to wine; for perils commonly ask to be paid in pleasures.
There is in man\’s nature, a secret inclination and motion, towards love of others, which if it be not spent upon some one or a few, doth naturally spread itself towards many, and maketh men become humane and charitable; as it is seen sometime in friars.
Nuptial love maketh mankind; friendly love perfecteth it; but wanton love corrupteth, and embaseth it.
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LOVE I LOVE YOU NOT BECAUSE WHO YOU ARE BUT BECAUSE WHO I AM WHEN I WITH YOU NO MAN OR WOMAN IS WORTH YOUR TEARS AND ONE WHO WOULD MAKE YOU CRY THE WORST WAY TO MISS SOMEONE IS TO BE SITTING RIGHT BESIDE THEM KNOWING YOU CAN NOT HAVE THEM NEVER FOND EVEN WHEN YOU ARE SAD BECAUSE YOU NEVER KNOW WHO IS FALLING IN LOVE WITH YOUR SMILE TO THE WORLD YOU MAY BE ONE PERSON BUT TO ONE PERSON YOU MAY BE THE WORLD DO NOT WASTE YOUR TIME ON THE MAN WOMAN WHO IS NOT WILLING TO WASTE THERE TIME ON YOU JUST BECAUSE SOMEONE DOES NOT LOVE YOU THE WAY YOU WANT THEM TO DOES NOT MEEN THEYDO NOT LOVE YOU WITH ALL THEY HAVE DO NOT TRY SO HARD THE BEST THINGS COME WHEN YOU LEAST EXPECT THEM TO MAYBE GOD ONCE ASKED ME TO MEET A FEW WRONG PEOPLE BEFORE MEETING THE RIGHT ONE SO THE WHEN WE FINALLY MEET THE PERSON WE WILL KNOW HOW TO BE GATEFUL DO NOT CRY BECAUSE IT IS OVER SMILE BECAUSE IT HAPPENED.