i confess, commitment used to scare me. since i've met you, i'm willing to give every inch of my heart; because, i confess, i love you. and, i plan on loving you forever. through trials.
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i confess, commitment used to scare me. since i've met you, i'm willing to give every inch of my heart; because, i confess, i love you. and, i plan on loving you forever. through trials.
from "love poems i wrote while you were asleep"
This hole in my heart is in the shape of you and no one else can fit it. Why would I want them to?
Jeannette Winterson, Written on the Body
— Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra
“The rest of the world may follow the rules, but I must follow my heart.”
Coco (2017)
When I was younger, I used to think true love was tumultuous and intense. But now, I feel like real love is gentle. Passionate in a soft, sweet way. A love that's like coming home, the breeze on a still summer day. A balm to the aches of the world.
I understand why people hold hands. I'd always thought it was about possessiveness, saying “This is mine”. But it's about maintaining contact. It's about speaking without words. It is about I want you with me and don't go.
“You can't love someone unless you love yourself first.” Bullshit. I have never loved myself. But you— Oh god, I love you so much I forgot what hating myself felt like.
I come home to you and you come home to me and for a split second every hardship I ever endured has meaning.
“I have breathed better, I have hated things less. I have admired more freely what deserved admiration. With you, I have accepted more. I have learned to live.”
Albert Camus, from a letter to Maria Casares written c. July 1949
“Can we take a picture together?” I ask, but what I'm thinking is, I wish I could bottle this moment and wear it as a perfume. It would always be with me. Everywhere I went, he'd be there too, and so I'd always feel like myself.
Emily Henry, People We Meet On Vacation
I love you, but I think ten years down the line when I wake up with you next to me and the sunlight streaming down your face, I might love you even more.
“One day, you and I are gonna wake up and be alright. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow but one day. One day. I promise you.”
Fisher Amelie
“I'm not too gone to be healed, am I? I'm not too gone am I?”
Alice Notley, from “In The Pines”
I laughed and said, ‘Life is easy.’ What I meant was, ‘Life is easy with you here, and when you leave, it will be hard again.’
Miranda July, No One Belongs Here More Than You
If a hug represented how much I loved you, I would hold you in my arms forever.
“I love you. Infinitely and inexpressibly. I woke up in the middle of the night and here I am writing this. My love, my happiness.”
Vladimir Nabokov, from a letter to Vera dated January 19, 1925.
Your love is the only stable thing I have in this world.