love

All you need is Love, and Love is all you need.

How Do You Know You've Found "The One?"
Everyone dreams of finding that special person to spend their lives with, it' a natural thing after all. Humans are conditioned to want and almost need social connections, interactions, and the sort.
By Lulu Rose8 years ago in Humans
Beautiful
The day was clear, "No snow today," she thought as she walked out of the gate. Letting out a sigh, she continued up the sidewalk towards the bus stop. The bottom of her pants dragging behind her, making a sound that reminded her of sand at the beach.
By Jessicka Beal8 years ago in Humans
An Embroidered, Intertwined Life
Accept the things to which fate binds you, and love the people with whom fate brings you together, but do so with all your heart. –Marcus Aurelius
By Amy Cookson8 years ago in Humans
I Moved to a Different Country for Love
Long distance! Many people have/ have had a long distance relationship, including myself. I was in one for a little under a year. It didn't end though. I made a life decision based on it, revolving around it. It was the most important thing in my life.
By Julie Olsen8 years ago in Humans
An Open Letter to The Guy Who Gets the Bookworm
You should feel very lucky. She has experienced the greatest love stories of all time. She has travelled through time and space into other worlds. She has lived a thousand different lives, has fallen in love and gotten her heart broken a thousand different times. She has met the universe’s greatest heroes and wildest adventurers and fiercest lovers. And, yet, somehow, you are the one that she chose. You are the one that measured up to, and surpassed, every soulmate that she has ever encountered.
By Faith8 years ago in Humans
Beautiful
The day was clear. "No snow today," she thought as she walked out of the gate. Letting out a sigh, she continued up the sidewalk towards the bus stop, the bottom of her pants dragging behind her making a sound the reminded her of sand at the beach.
By Jessica Beal8 years ago in Humans
The Promise
It was a rainy Friday morning. James woke up and rapidly initiated the process which he went through every morning to get ready for school. James ate breakfast with his parents, who then took him to his school where he’d spend about five to six hours of his day. After school, his parents would pick him up and take him back home. Once at home, James ate dinner, did all of his homework, and played his brand new video game for precisely one hour. He then ate dinner with his mom, Linda, and studied the bible with his father, Matthew, who was a pastor. That was James’ weekly routine.
By Pedro Oliveira8 years ago in Humans
The Beginning of the Year, the End of His Life
Imagine this. It’s a peaceful summer night. You are watching the sunset alone, watching its beautiful pink hues transform into the most mesmerizing shades of purple. Sitting on your blanket that feels more like a scruffy towel, in the soft sand right behind the swaying dunes. Every now and then, you check your phone. And there it is. A notification from the boy you have always pined over. This was me the summer going into sophomore year.
By Anna Kate8 years ago in Humans
The Veil Vows
Anne blinked. Then there it was. It was all surreal. She looked down at her bouquet filled with white flowers of all sorts and then at her hand holding it, no ring. Her father was on her left side, walking her down the grass aisle. His eyes were filled with tears, but he blinked them away. She smiled to herself trying to hold back her own because this was supposed to be a happy day, no one could see her watery eyes through her white veil anyways.
By Neish8 years ago in Humans
Pieces of Paper
You sat next to me. That's the first thing I remember when I think about how I got to slowly falling in love with you, but nothing actually started there. I began to look for you a long time back.
By Eva Beatrice8 years ago in Humans
Love Isn't Always A Rollercoaster...
I had a strange day not so long ago. I don't know if it was the emotional instability that comes with being a woman at times, or if it was truly what I thought I was worried about. I suppose I'd have to share what that was to know.
By Amy Cookson8 years ago in Humans
Grass Stains
I left in one of my dad’s shirts; over sized, grey and battered, he had thrown it into the charity bag. It was that stuffy time of the year, where England gets confused as to what season it is. The trees have barely gained back their leaves but the heat is stifling, until that icy wind cuts through everything. These two weeks of summer we treasured, when the world turned green and blue with a wash of yellow over everything, like a filter, it was just there. You had to squint your eyes.
By Bethany Grace8 years ago in Humans