Tag: Love

  • Give A Little Love

    It doesn’t cost a thing. Give a little love, to total strangers, to passers by, to the universe.. When there’s a string attached, the love was never real. It’s the easiest thing to do if we could see past our differences. Won’t you give a little love to your fellow human beings, or to yourself?

  • It’s a Colorful Life.

    We all let our emotions get in the way sometimes. And I often forget some facts of our lives; I’d admit that. With a heavy heart he started to mention his limitations more often these days. I didn’t always know how to respond properly. If I’d agree with him, would that imply that I think he’s now a burden?

    Do I wish sometimes that we could do more when we are traveling? Yes. But I do understand that he genuinely has really tried the best he can. Our life together is colorful, and our life is beautiful because we are together. I think we both can agree with that.

  • Your Dreams Are My Dreams

    It was never planned. Oftentimes it was just a longer gaze into each other’s eyes. And I would sense immediately what’s on his mind. It happened again earlier today..

    “What are you thinking?” Still, I’d ask.

    “You know.. about the future..” my companion said, with a slight sadness in his eyes.

    We’ve always known that it would be tough as we grow older together. But it doesn’t reduce the sense of helplessness and the senseless loneliness that we both feel. As always, instead of saying anything, I held him tight in my arms and breathed in his scent..

  • Door of Love

    It’s been a rough day. My body aches and I’m still not myself. Today we had to go to the garage to get four new tires. Instead of waiting in their office, I forced and dragged myself outside to walk around in the neighborhood. This turquoise wooden door with a heart on it caught my eye. It was pretty much the only image I consider worthy of posting.