   i just love you.
   Just when you've had enough, life gives you more. And just when you think it's rained enough, it starts to pour.
![z38771746[1]](http://xbc.xanga.com/9b503511c6230120333465/z38771746.jpg) ![z22867156[1]](http://x4b.xanga.com/f6b81a24350b0120333367/z22867156.jpg) ![z19603429[1]](http://xd2.xanga.com/6c8802e753d60120333365/z19603429.bmp) At the end of the day, after doing all these things, there's an empty space. There’s going to be something you ache for. The key is to find something you have a passion for, something you can live for every day of your life; and stay with it. To fulfill yourself, you must fulfill your purpose.
 ![CrazyStraw[1]](http://xd8.xanga.com/237b156162458120332555/z3465140.jpg) ![14uyj6a[1]](http://x5f.xanga.com/07887b2445426120332431/z27006723.jpg) Love doesn’t walk away, people do.
![b75354549[1]](http://x81.xanga.com/a26d731220631120332444/z84172189.jpg)   He reached for her hand. "I don't want to lose you." His voice was almost in a whisper. She could feel the tears again, & she fought them back. "But you don't want to keep me either, do you?" To that, he had no response.
   Did you ever just need to kiss someone? It's not that you even want to kiss them for the pleasure of having a kiss, but you just need to feel his lips on yours, so you can get that safe, warm, and loving feeling? Well, right now, I'm needing your kiss. It's the one thing that keeps me alive in the crazy, insane, and confusing world. When you kiss me, all that hazy confusion disappears and it all becomes perfectly clear. You are the only one who stops the storm of life around me.
   It’s as simple as this… he did something to me I can’t explain with words he took me to a new place && introduced me to myself
   Wanna know something? I think the world may just surprise you yet. I mean you fall in love and it doesn't work out and you think that it will never happen again but it does. Believe me, it does. In the strangest of places.
   Whatever comes our way, whatever raging battle is inside of us, we always have a choice. It's the choices that make us what we are. & we can always choose to do the right thing.
   Imagine waking up one morning and finding a piece of yourself you didn't even know existed.
  
You and I are going to be okay, you know that, right? We may not be as happy as you always dreamed we would be, but for the first time, let's just allow ourselves to be whatever it is we are. And that'll be better, okay? I think it'll be better.
   You ruined it for every other guy. No one even comes close to you.
   There's just something about him that made me like him. Ever since the day I met him there was something about him that made me go absolutely crazy for him.
   To have memories of those you have loved and lost, is perhaps harder than to have no memories at all
![z63119685[1]](http://x1c.xanga.com/423f661ad7132125495938/z71527012.jpg)   And while I don't need anyone else but myself. Everything just seems so much better when I'm with him.
   Go ahead let your hair fall down The wanderlust is gone now Here in your arms I'm safe from the world again These are the days that can't be erased Baby, there isn't a better place You're like Heaven. Oh, you're like comin' home You're like a Sunday morning, pleasin' my eyes You're a mid-summer's dream under a star-soaked sky That peaceful easy feelin at the end of a long long road You're like comin' home. You're that innocence, That serenity, That long lost part of me
![z31174611[1]](http://x4d.xanga.com/942816f074530125494532/z31174611.jpg)   Peace. It does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise, trouble, or hard work. It means to be in the midst of those things and still be calm in your heart.
![z15970574[1]](http://xa4.xanga.com/f96e170068131125493211/z65548407.gif)  ![q60802785[1]](http://xe3.xanga.com/023e426439d31125492103/z60802785.png) Time changes everything. That's what people say; it's not true. Doing things changes things. Not doing things leaves things exactly as they were.
   Love is about taking risks. The risk of rejection. The risk of heartbreak. && the risk of falling in love & not being able to get out.
   So that's what I've been doing all this time, bouncing.. it's like crashing, except you get to do it over & over again.
   The most important thing in life is to find yourself, know who you are at all times, and stand by that for the rest of your life.
 ![b47586192[1]](http://x0c.xanga.com/6f11372629430125490742/z54758531.png)  I think that's what I find most strange about this world, nobody ever says how they feel. They hurt, but they don't cry out. They're happy, but they don't dance or jump around. And they're angry but they hardly ever scream. Because they feel ashamed. Nothing's worse than that. So we all walk around with our heads looking down and never look up and see how beautiful the sky is.
   I want something real, something I can touch and hold onto. A love that makes my heart skip, and gives me that amazing feeling in the pit of my stomach. I want forever.
  
It’s one of those feelings. The ones where you get the good kind of goose bumps in 90 degree weather. You sit there thinking about him & you can't help but smile whenever you see him. he takes your breath away. You’d rather spend the rest of your life, sitting there with him than winning the lottery or becoming famous.. because, when you're with him, you have everything.
   Most people are stronger than they know. They just don't choose to believe in themselves.
   & it’s the way you absently play with my rings While we lay & watch TV & it’s the way you lightly tilt my chin While you look right into my eyes before we kiss & it’s the way you think you are so macho & tough While you are just as much of a mush as me & it’s the way I can escape into my head While I replay moments of us in my mind & it’s the way you kiss me While everything else in the world disappears & it’s the way we can just stare into each others eyes While not one word is said & it’s the way we joke about missing each other all day While we’ve never been more serious & it’s the way I can’t stop thinking of you While I go about my day |