I imagine Love as when a person sees another
and then the world changes perspective
The focus changes, priorities fall, a new, bright entity arises,
a new kind you never expected
a thing, not only beautiful, but unique.
And everything changes because your whole nature now is inspired by her.
It's something marvelous... something never seen before.
A new kind of thing, a different entity
so different, but you don't know why, that you can't even think about it.
and so you just stay, dazzled, vainly trying to comprehend what you just felt.
It is something you feel for someone else that makes you not alone anymore in this wide, big world.
You now have someone else, to live and share and love with.
To learn together, and to trust each other with such honesty as you hardly ever imagined.
Because you can show yourself completely to the other, without the need for hiding... without even considering it.... because Love is there. Becase Love makes you equal... so equal, that you're almost the same thing.
Two beings that feel that life revolves around the other... their whole beings perform a beautiful dual dance, existing alone and without need... forever content with its existence.
I feel it is a feeling for someone, reinforced only by its mutual reassurance. And when Love happens, life changes. You learn that there is something else out there... something actually worth it... unlike so many other things you once hoped to achieve and enjoy.
So, when Love happens, a great opportunity is given to enjoy life as it is meant to. Life can then be centered, focused, and based upon the faith that the thing for which you live is truly what you wish to be, achieve and do.
So this is what I imagine about Love. I think I know just what is is. What it must feel like, what it must do to you. Because I have a certain thirst for it.
I know not exactly what I wish to love, but I know that it's somewhere out there. It's as if can feel the exact shape of what I'm missing in my soul. I know what it must be, and I know it should be there, and that it is still empty. Unused but not ignored.
Like a missing jigsaw puzzle piece in my heart, soul, or whatever.
So this is what I imagine about Love. How it must be, how it is the best feeling ever.
Love is true. I know it.
The missing appendage to this whole text is the description of the possibility that I am simply needy and so my mind creates big, great illusions about how grand Love is. It happens with many things.
BUT iT'S SO NICE TO IMAGINE NICE THINGS.
(Created by a silent, single burst of typing)
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Update, March 22nd, 2014 (I found the original, unedited text):
This is the way I imagine Love
I imagein love as when a person sees another
and then the world changes perspective
The focus changes, priorities flal, a new, bright entity arises,
a new kind you never expected
a thing, not only beautiful, but unique.
And everything changes because your whole nature now is inspired by her.
It's something marvelous... something never seen before.
A new kind of thing, a different entity
so different, but you don't know why, that you can't even think about it.
and so you just stay, dazzled, vainly trying to comprehend what you just felt.
It is something you feel for someone else
that makes you not alone anymore in this wwide, big world.
You now have some else, to live and share and love with.
To learn together, and to trust each other with such honesty as you hardly ever imagined.
Because you can show yourself completely to the other, without the need for hiding... without even considering it.... because Love is there.
Becase Love makes you equal... so equal, that you're almost the same thing. Two beings that feel that life revolves around the other... their whole beings perform a beautiful dual dance, existing alone and without need... forever content with its existence.
I feel it is a feeling for someone, reinforced only by its mutual reassurance.
And when Love happens, life changes. You learn that there is something else out there... something actually worth it... unlike so many other things you once thoped to achieve and enjoy.
So, when Love h appens, a great opportunity is given to enjoy life as it is meant to. Life can then be centered, focused, and based upon the faith that the thing for which you live is truly what you wish to be, achieve and do.
So this is what I imagine about Love. I can honestly say I have not yet experienced complete, mutual, romantic love... but I think I know just what is is. What it must feel like, what it must do to you. Because I have a certain thirst for it.
I know not exactly what I wish to love, but I know that it's somewhere out there. It's as if can feel the exact shape of what I'm missing in my soul. I know what it must be, and I know it should be there, and that it is still empty. Unused but not ignored.
Like a missing jigsaw puzzle piece in my heart, soul, or whatever.
So this is what I imagine about Love. How it must be, how it is the best feeling ever.
Love is true. I know it. Like God.
The missing appendage to this whole text is the description of the possibility that I am simply needy and so my mind creates big, great illusions about how grand Love is. It happens with many things.
"Daddy, daddy, I want that trycicle!!!". "Not now, son.". "BUT I WANT IT I WANT IT I WANT IT!!!". sO, FOR cHRISTMAS HE BUYS IT TO Y OU, AND TWO OR THEREE WEEKS LATER, THE TRYCICLE IS HARDLY USED, BEING REPLACED BY MARBLES OR SOME OTHER TOY.
iT'S SO NICE TO IMAGINE NICE THINGS.
and then the world changes perspective
The focus changes, priorities fall, a new, bright entity arises,
a new kind you never expected
a thing, not only beautiful, but unique.
And everything changes because your whole nature now is inspired by her.
It's something marvelous... something never seen before.
A new kind of thing, a different entity
so different, but you don't know why, that you can't even think about it.
and so you just stay, dazzled, vainly trying to comprehend what you just felt.
It is something you feel for someone else that makes you not alone anymore in this wide, big world.
You now have someone else, to live and share and love with.
To learn together, and to trust each other with such honesty as you hardly ever imagined.
Because you can show yourself completely to the other, without the need for hiding... without even considering it.... because Love is there. Becase Love makes you equal... so equal, that you're almost the same thing.
Two beings that feel that life revolves around the other... their whole beings perform a beautiful dual dance, existing alone and without need... forever content with its existence.
I feel it is a feeling for someone, reinforced only by its mutual reassurance. And when Love happens, life changes. You learn that there is something else out there... something actually worth it... unlike so many other things you once hoped to achieve and enjoy.
So, when Love happens, a great opportunity is given to enjoy life as it is meant to. Life can then be centered, focused, and based upon the faith that the thing for which you live is truly what you wish to be, achieve and do.
So this is what I imagine about Love. I think I know just what is is. What it must feel like, what it must do to you. Because I have a certain thirst for it.
I know not exactly what I wish to love, but I know that it's somewhere out there. It's as if can feel the exact shape of what I'm missing in my soul. I know what it must be, and I know it should be there, and that it is still empty. Unused but not ignored.
Like a missing jigsaw puzzle piece in my heart, soul, or whatever.
So this is what I imagine about Love. How it must be, how it is the best feeling ever.
Love is true. I know it.
The missing appendage to this whole text is the description of the possibility that I am simply needy and so my mind creates big, great illusions about how grand Love is. It happens with many things.
BUT iT'S SO NICE TO IMAGINE NICE THINGS.
(Created by a silent, single burst of typing)
___________________________________________________________
Update, March 22nd, 2014 (I found the original, unedited text):
This is the way I imagine Love
I imagein love as when a person sees another
and then the world changes perspective
The focus changes, priorities flal, a new, bright entity arises,
a new kind you never expected
a thing, not only beautiful, but unique.
And everything changes because your whole nature now is inspired by her.
It's something marvelous... something never seen before.
A new kind of thing, a different entity
so different, but you don't know why, that you can't even think about it.
and so you just stay, dazzled, vainly trying to comprehend what you just felt.
It is something you feel for someone else
that makes you not alone anymore in this wwide, big world.
You now have some else, to live and share and love with.
To learn together, and to trust each other with such honesty as you hardly ever imagined.
Because you can show yourself completely to the other, without the need for hiding... without even considering it.... because Love is there.
Becase Love makes you equal... so equal, that you're almost the same thing. Two beings that feel that life revolves around the other... their whole beings perform a beautiful dual dance, existing alone and without need... forever content with its existence.
I feel it is a feeling for someone, reinforced only by its mutual reassurance.
And when Love happens, life changes. You learn that there is something else out there... something actually worth it... unlike so many other things you once thoped to achieve and enjoy.
So, when Love h appens, a great opportunity is given to enjoy life as it is meant to. Life can then be centered, focused, and based upon the faith that the thing for which you live is truly what you wish to be, achieve and do.
So this is what I imagine about Love. I can honestly say I have not yet experienced complete, mutual, romantic love... but I think I know just what is is. What it must feel like, what it must do to you. Because I have a certain thirst for it.
I know not exactly what I wish to love, but I know that it's somewhere out there. It's as if can feel the exact shape of what I'm missing in my soul. I know what it must be, and I know it should be there, and that it is still empty. Unused but not ignored.
Like a missing jigsaw puzzle piece in my heart, soul, or whatever.
So this is what I imagine about Love. How it must be, how it is the best feeling ever.
Love is true. I know it. Like God.
The missing appendage to this whole text is the description of the possibility that I am simply needy and so my mind creates big, great illusions about how grand Love is. It happens with many things.
"Daddy, daddy, I want that trycicle!!!". "Not now, son.". "BUT I WANT IT I WANT IT I WANT IT!!!". sO, FOR cHRISTMAS HE BUYS IT TO Y OU, AND TWO OR THEREE WEEKS LATER, THE TRYCICLE IS HARDLY USED, BEING REPLACED BY MARBLES OR SOME OTHER TOY.
iT'S SO NICE TO IMAGINE NICE THINGS.
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