Kiss on the forehead

Kiss on the forehead

It means that he doesn’t only love you. It means that you’re the most important person for him, that you are part of his happiness. It means that God only knows the way he feels about you. That he has always loved you, that he loves you and that he will always love you. That he will always be there for you no matter what you say or do. That he will always forgive you. 

I think a kiss on the forehead is the cutest thing in the world! :”>

Why Does Love Hurt?

Why Does Love Hurt?

Yeah love can be a great and a amazing feeling. But it can hurt sooo bad..

Love is very a powerful and yet beautiful emotion.

Life without love is meaningless and empty; However whenever we love someone there is always a chance the person won’t love you back or they just don’t feel the same way as you do,that is when love HURTS. You can’t stop caring about that person because you love them and yet you don’t get anything in return.

Love does not have to hurt but it often seems to. When you listen to the music of love you will hear it telling stories about the pain and sorrow of unfulfilled love. Someone left, someone cheated, or someone died and left someone sad and alone. Love is such a strong positive emotion that it is inevitable that there will be some pain associated with it at some time.

Love Hurts but it makes me feel alive.

Love can hurt if you love that person so bad you will do any thing for that person.

Love hurts when you cant be with that person that you want to be with..

I think love is a beautiful beautiful thing. But it can also be something that can hurt you because the person you love may not love you back. and even if they do its hard for you to recognize it because they show it in an completey different way than you. they express their feelings in other ways that you may not understand. love can make you do crazy things as you should all know or at least have grown to know. for me its a struggle maybe because im young but its definatley hard.

The truth, however, is that love does not hurt but it is the falling out of love or not having love that really hurts. And the higher you are, such as in the heights of passion or the tower of a long-term love, the harder the fall.

A break-up, divorce, death, or abandonment are some of the most painful experiences of life because we miss our love so much.

Love hurts, but so what? I’m willing to be hurt again and again.

When I Look At You - Miley Cyrus

Everybody needs inspiration
Everybody needs a soul
A beautiful melody
When the nights are long

'cause there is no guarantee
That this life is easy

Yea when my world is falling apart
When there's no light
To break up the dark
That's when I
I look at you

When the waves are flooding the shore
And I can't find my way home any more
That's when I
I look at you

When I look at you
I see forgiveness
I see the truth
You love me for who I am
Like the stars hold the moon
Right there where they belong
And I know I'm not alone

Yeah when my world is falling apart
When there's no light
To break up the dark
That's when I
I look at you

When the waves are flooding the shore
And I can't find my way home any more
That's when I
I look at you

You appear just like a dream to me
Just like kaleidoscope colors that cover me
All I need
Every breath that I breathe
Don't you know you're beautiful
Yeah yeah

When the waves are flooding the shore
And I can't find my way home any more
That's when I
I look at you

I look at you
Yeah
Whoa-oh
You appear just like a dream to me 

Imagine it's you

Sometimes, when I get really lonely at night and I don’t know what to do, I wrap my arms around my teddy bear as tightly as I can, pretending that I’m really holding on to you. I do this because I miss you so much and it seems as if hugging my bear makes the pain go away. Every once in a while it feels the same as when I’m with you, except your arms don’t tighten around me, I don’t feel your lips on my neck, or you cheek against mine. Okay it isn’t the same, in fact, it kinda makes me feel even lonelier. It isn’t you in my arms, but I do it anyway. Because I don’t like giving up hope cause it’s brought you to me in the first place. And maybe one day, when I’ve kept my hope long enough, I won’t have to pretend you’re my teddy bear.

I miss you

Hey boy, where are you? Im not fine now and I need you in here, beside me. I really really need you. But, you never text me. Oh God, I need him now. I really wish he text me again. I don't know what my fault, I don't know why you like that. But, if I have mistaken to you, I just wanna say sorry. Sorry because I can't be the perfect one for you. I really really wish you back here, boy. I going crazy because you don't text me anymore. Im afraid of losing you, I swear. Im afraid if I know that you don't love me like yesterday. Really, Im not ready for goodbye, boy. Please :(

HUG

HUGS
Hugs are an important expression of affection. By hugging someone, you remind them that you care about them and support them. Not only supporting but you can hug your boyfriend. Hugs are easy but like we said it’s not always easy; to hug you need to be friends or more, then smile at the person and hug them. If it is a boy/girl and you have a different gender you have to be in a very good relationship. Just take it slow and steady.
Embrace him/her.
Lean forward and wrap your arms around the person. Males: Carefully sliding both your hands down from her shoulders, put them on her waist and slide them around her lower back. Put your head on her shoulder and press her towards you for as long as you like. If you want to, you can give her a small massage with your hands, and try to warm her. When separating, you can look into her eyes, smile genuinely and, if the situation is fitting, kiss her like you mean it and include some hair massage. 2) Females: Extend your arms toward him and hold them around his neck and shoulders. Lean as close as possible and press your torso against his. In situations of extreme intimacy, interlocking your leg in his is appropriate. Avoid holding your arms below his shoulders and/or embracing strongly and tensely, even if you’re about the same height as him. It might seem weird but it’ll work!
`A hug is a powerful way to communicate your caring for another person, as it can feel great and greatly improve one’s mood. If someone hugs you, they may want a long, loving hug (maybe they are upset or down), so just go along with it and hug them until they let go or loosen their hold. If you try to end it early, it may seem awkward for both of you.A good approach no matter what your relationship with the person you’ll be hugging is…walk up to them from a few (maybe 3) feet away, arms open. When you get to them, wrap your arms around approximately their midsection. Hold for a few seconds, then let go.


Hugging is healthy. 
It assists the body’s immune system, it cures depression, it reduces stress, it induces sleep, it invigorates, it rejuvenates, and it has no unpleasant side-effects. Hugging is no less than a miracle drug. Blood pressure increased significantly more among the no-contact group as compared to the huggers. Heart rate among those without contact increased 10 beats a minute, compared to five beats a minute for huggers.

It is time to Get, and Give, More Hugs!

Dear John

I’ve some good conversation in Dear John film who made by Nicholas Sparks


Savannah Curtis: The problem with time, I’ve learned, whether it’s those first two weeks I got to spend with you, or the final two months I got to spend with him, eventually time always runs out. I have no idea where you are out there in the world, John. But I understand that I lost the right to know these things long ago. No matter how many years go by, I know one thing to be as true as ever was - I’ll see you soon then.




Dear John,
      I’m writing this letter at a kitchen table, and I’m struggling because I don’t know how to say what I’m about to tell you.  Part of me wishes you were here with me so I could do this in person, but we both know that’s impossible. So here I am, groping for words with tears on my cheeks and hoping that you’ll somehow forgive me for what I’m about to write.
     I know this is a terrible time for you. I try not to think about the war, but I can’t escape the images, and I’m scared all the time. I watch the news and scour newspapers, knowing you’re in the midst of all of it, trying to find out where you are and what you’re going through. I pray every night that you’ll make it home safely, and I always will. 
    You and I shared something wonderful, and I never want you to forget that. Nor do I want you to believe that you didn’t mean as much to me as I did to you. You’re rare and beautiful, John. I fell in love with you,but more than that, meeting you made me realize what true love really means.
   For the past two and a half years, I’ve been staring at every full moon and remembering everything we’ve been through together. I remember how talking to you that first night felt like coming home, and I remember the night we made love. I’ll always be glad that you and I shared ourselves like that. To me, it means that our souls will be linked forever.
    There’s so much more, too. When I close my eyes, I see your face. When I walk, it’s almost as if I can feel your hand in mine. Those things are real to me, but where they once brought me comfort, now they leave me with ache.
     I understood your reason for staying in the army, and I respected your decision. I still do, but we both know our relationship changed after that. We changed, and in your heart, I think you realized it, too. Maybe the time apart was too much, maybe it was just our different worlds. I don’t know.
Every time we fought I hated myself for it. Somehow, even though we still loved each other, we lost that magical bond that kept us together.
     I know that sounds like an excuse, but please believe me when I say I didn’t mean to fall in love with someone else. If I really don’t understand how it happened, how can you? I don’t expect you to, but because of all we’ve been through, I just can’t continue lying to you. Lying would diminish everything we’ve shared, and I don’t want to do that, even though I know you feel betrayed.
     I’ll understand if you never want to talk to me again, just as I’ll understand if you still hate me. Part of me hates me, too. Writing this letter forces me to acknowledge that, and when I look in the mirror, I know I’m looking at someone who isn’t sure she deserves to be loved at all. I mean that.
     Even though you may not want to hear it, I want you to know that you’ll always be a part of me. In our time together, you claimed a special place in my heart, one I’ll carry with me forever and that no one can ever replace. You’re a hero and a gentleman, you’re kind and honest, but more than that, you’re the first man I ever truly loved. And no matter what the future brings, you will always be, and I know that my life is better for it.