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This is Love ♥

May 09, 2010 | 06:19 AM |

19. It’s a wonderful thing, as time goes by, to be with someone who looks into your face, when you’ve gotten old, and still sees what you think you look like.

May 09, 2010 | 06:15 AM |
May 09, 2010 | 05:05 AM |

18. There are no such thing as perfect guys. But there is always one guy who’s perfect for you. I do believe I am that guy.

May 09, 2010 | 05:02 AM | 2 notes
May 09, 2010 | 05:01 AM |

17. I’m keeping the most precious girl in the world. All I cared about from the start is how to mend your fragile heart. I wondered how am I going to make you realize your worth. That you’re perfect. That you’re amazing. That you’re every guys’ dream.. Cause you’re the real thing.

May 09, 2010 | 04:42 AM |

16. Because I could see his heart. He held it before himself for everyone to see and I worried that it would be bruised or torn. More than anything in my life, I wanted to keep it safe. To warm it with my own.

May 09, 2010 | 04:35 AM |
"I love him for his intelligence, his sensitivity, his courage. I love him wholly and unconditionally without reservation. I love him enough to take risks. 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."

Emily Giffin, Something Borrowed
May 09, 2010 | 04:33 AM |

15. We understand each other and we care about each other. And I believe that years from now we still will.

May 09, 2010 | 04:32 AM |

14. And he did something to me that I can’t quite explain only with words, he took me to a new place. He introduced me to myself.

May 09, 2010 | 04:25 AM |

13. That evening, after we have been together for several hours, I realize that our visits are starting to run together in one delicious blur of talking, touching, dozing, and simply existing together in a warm, easy silence like the perfect beach vacation, where the routine is so blissfully uneventful that when you return home and friends ask how your trip was, you can’t really recall what exactly you did to fill up so many hours. That is what being with him is like.

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