Do you love him, my dear?
Does he hold you? Does he hug you? Does he keep you near?
And as you lie together, does he whisper in your ear?
Do you love him? Do you love him? Do you love him, my dear?
In the evening, those tired evenings, at twilights first glare
Does he lay in your lap? Do you play with his hair?
And when he falls asleep, Do you just stare?
Do you love him? Do you love him? Do you love him, my dear?
Late in the night when you fear the unknown
Does he warm up your mind? As you chill to the bone
I do love you, I do feel you, Each day and night
But I can't tell right from wrong, or fear from insight
But you always knew everything and that is what is clear
Do you love him? Do you love him? Do you love him, my dear?
10.28.2009
10.25.2009
What a cute man. . . Tom Shovelton has put a fresh rose at his wife's bedside every single day for the 60 years they've been married. Every morning, he kisses her when she wakes up, and every night he kisses her goodnight. "I love her to bits," he says. "I have done since the day we met." How sweet is that?
10.23.2009
my current favorite love song
The Gambler by Fun.
All the kids have bloomed from babies into flowers in our eyes.
We've got 50 good years left to spend out in the garden
I don't care to beg your pardon,
We should live until we die.
We were barely 18 when we'd crossed collective hearts.
It was cold, but it got warm when you'd barely crossed my eye.
And then you turned, put out your hand,
And you asked me to dance.
I knew nothing of romance, but it was love at second sight.
I swear when I grow up, I won't just buy you a rose.
I will buy the flower shop, and you will never be lonely.
Even if the sun stops waking up over the fields
I will not leave, I will not leave 'till it's our time.
So just take my hand, you know that I will never leave your side.
It was the winter of '86, and all the fields had frozen over.
So we moved to Arizona to save our only son
And now he's turning to a man, although he thinks just like his mother,
He believes we're all just lovers he sees hope in everyone.
And even though she moved away,
We always get calls from our daughter.
She has eyes just like her father's
They are blue when skies are grey
And just like him, she never stops,
Never takes the day for granted,
Works for everything that's handed to her,
Never once complains.
You think that I nearly lost you
When the doctors tried to take you away.
But like the night you took my hand beside the fire
30 years ago to this day
You swore you'd be here 'til we decide that it's our time
Well it's not time, you've never quit in all your life.
So just take my hand, you know that I'll never leave your side.
You're the love of my life, you know that I'll never leave your side.
You come home from work and you kiss me on the eye
You curse the dogs, you say that I should never feed them what is ours.
So we move out to the garden and look at everything we've grown.
And now the kids are coming home
I'll set the table
You can make the fire.
{I think that Nate wrote this about his parents through the eyes of his mother.}
It's beautiful and I want a love like this.
Someday
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10.18.2009
"I love you” means that I accept you for the person that you are, and that I do not wish to change you into someone else. It means that I will love you and stand by you even through the worst of times. It means loving you even when you’re in a bad mood, or too tired to do the things I want to do. It means loving you when you’re down, not just when you’re fun to be with. “I love you” means that I know your deepest secrets and do not judge you for them, asking in return that you do not judge me for mine. It means that I care enough to fight for what we have and that I love you enough not to let go. It means thinking of you, dreaming of you, wanting and needing you constantly, and hoping you feel the same way for me.
10.16.2009
"In each of us lie good and bad, light and dark, art and pain, choice and regret, cruelty and sacrifice. We’re each of us our own chiaroscuro, our own bit of illusion fighting to emerge into something solid, something real. We’ve got to forgive ourselves that. I must remember to forgive myself. Because there is a lot of grey to work with. No one can live in the light all the time."
— Libba Bray
Perhaps it's impossible to wear an identity without becoming what you pretend to be.
-Ender's Game
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10.15.2009
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10.03.2009
Fear
I thought about. . . how we feel lonely, sometimes to the point of tears, but we don't let those tears come because we are not supposed to cry. Or how we feel a surge of love for a partner we love, but we don't say anything because we're frozen with the fear of what those words might do to the relationship.
-Mitch Albom
'Tuesdays With Morrie'
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So you want to be in love like the movies
But in the movies they're not in love at all
And with a twinkle in their eyes
They're just saying their lines
So we can't be in love like the movies.
I don't want to be in love like the movies.
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