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They all left fingerprints on my heart.

Joel taught me how to lose pride and shatter a lot and lot of prejudice.

Michael told me how to sell all of my things and run away to him, if I would ever come to need it.

Joseph showed me the fine line between best friends and lovers.

Richard taught me the power of love and the hollowness of a broken heart, and for whom it is worth risking one for the other.

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Joshua taught me the significance of a caressed hand, while Alexander taught me about loose lips and hot breaths.

Nixon proved to me that you should never judge a book by its torn cover.

Andrew taught me the skill of fast-witted flirting, and Sam taught me about love at first sight.

Jake made me laugh while making me feel like I was the only girl in the world.

And because Keith told me to never leave a heart broken without stealing a souvenir first; Not a day goes by when I don’t think about them.

– Via Le Love. 

You know you’re missing someone when all you can think about is them, what they’re doing, where they’re at, and who they’re with. You think about all the good times you had with them and the memories with them play over and over in your head like a broken record.

Memories that showed they once cared about you and loved you, memories that make you smile, laugh, cry, or even anger that makes you want to kick a pebble on the side of the street.

Memories that remind you to take a breath and keep breathing no matter how hard it gets. Each memory is so perfect in its own way even if it was terrible at the time or seemed meaningless.

They all mean so much to you now, more than a priceless jewel or diamond. You want more memories like that and you tell yourself that they’re coming back for you and still love you but deep inside you know that may not happen. You dont want to accept the nasty reality that they may’ve already forgotten about you and moved on.

They may be so happy while you still sit and cry at night over losing something so precious. You dont even realize how big of a part they play in your life until they’re gone. Then it’s like a piece of you has gone missing and you need that piece to feel alive again.

You feel like you have an vacant spot in your heart, you feel like a empty carcass, something that’s been dug out and left for dead. You’re someone that’s alive but not really living or loving. You’re just going through the motions of daily life not caring anymore. The hunger for the person just grows stronger and you want them more. You need them back in your life.

You wish you could skip to the future for a spoiler to know whether theyre coming back. Your only wish is for them to be back in your life. Somehow when you’re missing them your love for them also grows even stronger than before. You love them even more now that they’re gone. You want and need only them. That my friend is how you know you’re missing someone.

– Via letterstocrushes

…and be loved in return.

Jeg har postet denne teksten før en gang for lenge siden på den gamle bloggen min, men jeg synes den er så innmari fin at jeg rett og slett ser meg nødt til å poste den her også. Kjærlighet, altså.

«I want to fall in love with a broken boy.

A boy whose heart was broken before I came along.

Not because I enjoy broken people, but because I want to show him that we’re not all the same.
That I’ll love him unconditionally and embrace his every flaw.
That I won’t treat him the way she did.»

«Do what you want. Do what makes your heart happy and don’t ever hold back. Make a fool of yourself because who cares?

Never keep love a secret. Love is beautiful, even if it is unrequited. It is something we should share with the world every moment that we have. Because you never know when that moment could be the last one.

Don’t depend on someone else for your happiness. Go find your own happiness. Fall in love when you’re ready, not when you’re lonely.

And once you feel okay with being alone and single and on your own, you will find that you were never really alone. Maybe a little lonely, but never alone.

Because you’ve got family and friends who actually like you for who you are. So always be that person and never change for anybody but yourself.

You’re going to get everything you deserve out of life.»

– http://www.letterstocrushes.com/

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