Love...

Love...

A Story by Jessy
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LOVE…

 

Love these days is a very loosely used term, Today it feels like people don’t even know the meaning of real true love. Now a days a little crush is considered “love” to people. I don’t know if its just me but to me that not real love, To me that’s a crush. True love, And I mean real true love to me is like when your older and married and have a good job and children and the man your married to sweeps you off your feet. Like when you walk into the room you make him breathless. To me that’s real love. Like you stay up all night talking on the phone for hours…. And then you get in a fight over who’s gunna hang up on who… He doesn’t just want u for what you give him but for who you are… When you are looking the worst ever he is always there to remind you that you are not just “hott” or “Sexy” but you are beautiful. And that he doesn’t just look at you for your body or for how “hott” or how “Popular” you are but for who you really are… He doesn’t need to be doing something with you to be happy. He could sit there and look at you and talk to you and actually listen to you and he doesn’t feel bad like he would hold u and kiss you on the forehead instead of just sit there and make out…. He would just be thankful and happy to have you and be with you…. He would always put u first… This man/boy would do anything in the world for you and would always do what you want to do first before what he wanted to do….. Also that he tells you all the time just to remind you that he loves you no matter what happens or who comes in his or your way that he always and forever will. No matter what, and when he says that your heart skips a beat for him…. Because you know that when he says that he really means it, That he’s not just saying that. But what am I to know…. I am young. But I am very mature for my age. Yes that to me today sound like a fairy tale. A dream, And maybe just hopefully that dream will come true. I know I sound corny but this is true. And written from my heart. And I hope that one day someone is blessed with one of these people…. Because everyone deserves someone as great as one of these people.

 

 

 

© 2009 Jessy


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Lis, you deserve this more then anyone. You know he loves you and he would do anything for you. Why can't you say yes? He's hurting and you're hurting. I'm sorry for likeing him. I'm sorry for not telling you sooner. You deserve him more then anyone else I know. Maybe he doesn't deserve you because he's hurt you but you love eachother. I know very well when you love a person you don't just give up. You fight for them. He's fighting. It's been how long since you guys have broken up? He's cried every night over you. He NEEDS you. You NEED him. Take him back. I'm saying this because I love you but you're stupid if you don't take him back. I want you to be happy. I love you.

Posted 15 Years Ago


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Lis, you deserve this more then anyone. You know he loves you and he would do anything for you. Why can't you say yes? He's hurting and you're hurting. I'm sorry for likeing him. I'm sorry for not telling you sooner. You deserve him more then anyone else I know. Maybe he doesn't deserve you because he's hurt you but you love eachother. I know very well when you love a person you don't just give up. You fight for them. He's fighting. It's been how long since you guys have broken up? He's cried every night over you. He NEEDS you. You NEED him. Take him back. I'm saying this because I love you but you're stupid if you don't take him back. I want you to be happy. I love you.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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