» there’s love, which is much deeper, much different. It’s a thing of beauty.
Kiss me. Take my hand and stare eagerly into my eyes. Gently push me up against the wall, move in close so your body is pressed against mine. My heart flutters and my blood rushes because I know this is it, this is going to be our first kiss. My eyes say, “follow me to the ends of the earth” and all I want to do is be yours.
The Lines on our hands state that we are for Forever.
"The Lines on our hands state that we are for Forever"
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Monday, September 20, 2010 at 1:25 PM
Love is knowing all about someone,
and still wanting to be with them
more than any other person.
Love is trusting them enough to
tell them everything about yourself,
including the things you might be ashamed of.
Love is feeling comfortable and
safe with someone,
but still getting weak knees when they
walk into the room and smile at you.
that's how i feel about you.
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