The Reason It Hurts So Much

The reason it hurts so much to separate is because our souls are connected. Maybe they always have been and will be. Maybe we’ve lived a thousand lives before this one and in each of them we’ve found each other. And maybe each time, we’ve been forced apart for the same reasons. That means that this good-bye is both a good-bye for the past ten thousand years and a prelude to what will come.

When I look at you, I see your beauty and grace and know they have grown stronger with every life you have lived. And I know I have spent every life before this one searching for you. Not someone like you, but you, for your soul and mine must always come together. And then, for a reason neither of us understands, we’ve been forced to say good-bye.

I would love to tell you that everything will work out for us, and I promise to do all I can to make sure it does. But if we never meet again and this is truly good-bye, I know we will see each other again in another life. We will find each other again, and maybe the stars will have changed, and we will not only love each other in that time, but for all the times we’ve had before.

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In Another Life

Maybe we knew each other in another life. Or maybe we were just meant to find each other in this one.

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Our First Love

We spend so much of our passion on our first love. I’m not convinced that it—passion—is one of those things that you have an endless amount of—like happiness or sadness. I could be happy all day. I could be sad all day. But I’m not so sure I’ll ever love like that again.

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Love Is Also A Form Of Poison

Love…is also a form of poison, for to fall in love is to want and to need everything necessary for survival from one all-powerful and barely differentiated Other.

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Love Is Not A Word Or An Idea

Love is not a word or an idea or even a place to go to or a thing to strive for. It is not something to grasp and smother and mold and change. It cannot be orchestrated, played, controlled or manipulated. You can not cup it tenderly in your open hand or wish it into being through fervent prayer.

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The Easy Kind Of Love

I didn’t want the easy kind of love, I wanted the crazy love, the kind of love that created and destroyed all at the same time.

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Looking Back

Looking back we all have lost a lot,but it’s always really fun to travel through time and seeing the world ,Beautiful,Passing through the times assigned and going through your own life…Always look back and Appreciate things.

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The World Was So Pleased

This feeling that the world was so pleased to call love destroyed people every day and it would do that to me too.

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Ill Love You Forever

I’ll love you forever,
I’ll like you for always,
As long as I’m living
my baby you’ll be.

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Its Simple

It’s really simple. if someone loves you, you will know it. if they dont, you will wander all the time if they do.

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A Woman In Love

A woman in love is always beautiful in the eyes of her husband.

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Knowing What They Want

Some women are just better at knowing what they want, which saves them the trouble of wasting too much time on the wrong guy.

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Love Your Haters

Love your haters they’re the ones that are really paying attention to you.

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If You Love

If you love another person, you have to become a no-self, a nothing. When you love, you have to become a nobody. When you are a nobody, love happens. If you remain somebody, love never happens.
One becomes afraid of love, because love opens the inner emptiness.
Love is not an effort. If love is an effort, it is not love.
It is the same case with the ultimate experience, it happens when you do not make an effort. Then you can simply float with the river to the Ocean.

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In Love

In love, you can sometimes feel a melting and merging with the other person, and the two becomes one. The physical bodies are still separate, but something beyond the bodies creates a oneness. It opens a spiritual dimension.

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When We Are In Love

When we are in love, our love is too vast to be wholly contained within ourselves; it radiates outwards, reaches the resistant surface of the loved one, which reflects it back to its starting-point; and this return of our own tenderness is what we see as the other’s feelings, working their new, enhanced charm on us, because we do not recognize them as having originated in ourselves.

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