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Things I loved about you

The way you stared at me when I close my eyes, then you closed your eyes and I stared at you

How perfectly your hand fit in mine

How you seemed so strong on the outside, but I could tell you were so sweet on the inside

The way you said I love you, because you sounded so shy

How during that first time we were alone, when we held hands and talked for hours and finally kissed after so long

How you were so interested in my life and what I was doing

How you remembered everything I said to you perfectly

When you texted me randomly (as little as that may be)

When you told me I’m one of the most perfect girls you’ve ever met

How you were too shy to hold my hand, in case I didn’t want you to

The awkward moments - because they weren’t really awkward at all

Sitting at the table with your family and enjoying myself and you

Taking photo booth pictures with you and you made the best faces I’ve ever seen

Getting high together and making weird animal sounds as we walked back to your house

The way you made me feel after we made out for an hour

How you told me I looked great every time we saw each other - despite how untrue I thought it was

How I sat on your lap when we went on the computer together, and your legs fell asleep but you didn’t care, as long as I was sitting that close to you

How even on the coldest nights, you lent me your sweater

How much you have passions for things

Your laugh/smile

How you always made fun of me - I secretly loved it

What a loser you are, because I am too

How you admitted defeat and say sorry when I wouldn’t let you win a fight

The way you made the butterflies in my stomach flutter every time I saw your smile

How much you made me love you.

But now they are things of the past, since we broke up. I’m slowly getting over every one of these ways I loved you by replacing them with things I don’t like about you. I don’t think it’s working too well, though, because I know they will each still be in the back of my head because you were my first love and I will never forget you or a single thing that I loved about you. And truthfully, I still love most of those things. I’ll miss every one of them.

-anonymous submission

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an anonymous email sent to me... i know that this is a controversial topic and am curious to hear what you all think about second chances:

dear lelove,

i want to tell you my story about love. it began in may the previous year, when i had a fling with a friend's older brother. at the time, i was so scared of commitment, that i ended it after a short while. i did not have a good explanation for doing this, and it was very sudden. we did not talk for all summer. when summer was gone, i heard he had gotten a new girlfriend. i was happy for him, as i just wanted to be friends with him, and a while later i contacted him so we could become friends again. the next half year we got closer and closer as friends, and i started to consider him my best friend, with whom i could share anything. but when winter was arriving i realized that my earlier feelings for him were coming back. of course, i did not tell him, as he was not available, but i am sure that we both felt a tension between us, a tension which we could not further explore due to his relationship.

suddenly, one day, when we were hanging out, he blurted out that he and his girlfriend had broken up that day. i was in one way shocked, as i had the assumption that their relationship was perfect, but also relieved, as we now did not have to suppress our emotions anymore. a few days later, on my birthday, i went to his house to be with him. at the moment he opened the door, we started kissing, and one thing led to another. after a while, our relationship grew and became known to our friends and family. everything was going great, until one day, i got my acceptance letter from the school i wanted to get into. The problem: it was in another country.

our relationship continued, but one day, a few months after i got the letter, he revealed to me that he had been unfaithful with two girls i knew. it was only once, and they did not go all the way, but i still felt it as a backstabbing and was very hurt. yet still, i did not break up with him, as i was still very much in love with him.

i am currently packing for traveling to the school which i was accepted to, and also working my way through the "crisis" in our relationship. i had always thought that if my boyfriend cheated on me, i would break up at once. but i gave him another chance, and i am learning to trust him again. and that is why i wrote to le love. to show people that even though your world seems to have collapsed. and you can work through a crisis. and most of all: i do believe that everybody deserves a second chance.

- anonymous

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i have been struggling for four years what some people struggle their entire lives with, being in love with someone you cant seem to be with. I have come to realize in these past four years, that love is not as hard as some people make it to be. When you are in the infinite state of infatuation, a feeling no word or emotion could ever come close to describing, you feel as though this life is worth living. And when you lose it, its unreal. Its a pain i cant describe. Every muscle in my body tenses and my heart pounds so hard i feel like it will kill me. The thing i have learned most, is that this pain proves to me that my heart and felt a happiness i may never feel again. I now know from my suffering that the time period in which i did feel this happiness was worth it. There are few moments in life in which i believe we find true happiness, a moment in which everything stands still and every emotion thought or worry is gone, and your a single soul floating in a world of ecstasy. Its a feeling i wouldnt trade for anything. There is no real conclusion to this, because its undescribable. I do know, that this pain i have felt, this feeling of hopelessness only shows me, i did once fall in love. And every ounce of faith in me, is devoted to the thought of reliving the happiness. I will always have hope.

-anonymous

When I think about you not being here with me (I actually think about you all the time), it makes me sick to my stomach. I miss you so much it physically hurts. Whenever I talk about you, I feel a knot in my throat. I can't picture myself with anyone but you. And time goes by and does it's cray thing but, how I feel doesn't change, it never goes away, even when I hate you for leaving me, for not loving me enough, it doesn't weather. How I cried myself to sleep wishing I could feel you close to me one more time. How I wish I could just stop feeling because it hurts so much. I want to move on, I want to walk away and just remember you every now and then as someone I was fond of. I'm tired and frustrated because I don't understand you, I don't know what it is that you want or feel... sometimes I think you don't even know that yourself. I can go and conquer the world and make my wildest dreams come true but, in the end you are not here. I feel as if I lost a part of me, you took and I want it back. I play it cool, I cry when no one sees me, I dream of you. I'm in hell.

-nic

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another great e-mail:

My life has been short but I have already learned quite a bit about love... Not through personal experience, but more through seeing others I know love. Some love and lose, some lose someone they might have loved and luckily some love each other forever. I think about that one or many loves constantly, always hoping I don't miss my chance. My fear of never finding that love has made me create an unattainable goal in my head: find the perfect guy you will find the perfect relationship and you will get the perfect life. That whole scenario is what I've been looking for.

But I have realized That kind of perfectness does not exist in a person. It exists in a connection, a relationship. That is what love is. Love is that person who isn't necessarily perfect, but it perfect for you.

They say real love comes when you aren't searching for it. I used to think that it was absurd to say that because most everyone is searching for love; and many do find it. But of all those people I know, who I've watched love, though it may not have lasted forever, I've realized one thing. They all loved. There isn't a person I know who could end their life saying they haven't loved. The moment I realized that was the moment I stopped searching. I stopped searching for that perfect guy, for that perfect relationship, for that perfect life.

I've never been in love. But I am waiting for it. No longer searching. Waiting, because I know it will come.

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a mother's love

As many of you know, my father has been ill with cancer this year. Because of this, it has been a difficult time for me and my family. I just received this touching email and it hit very close to home. Please remember to love those in your life and acknowledge the love they give you...

My stomach flutters whenever I look through your blog. I get jealous knowing other people have someone else loving them so much. I had my trials and tribulations when it comes to love so I am very pessimistic about it. I tend to shun affection shown by other guys just because I dont want to have to go through another heartache.

One day, I sat myself down and I cried at my loneliness. How can nobody love me?

Suddenly, my mother came in and placed a cup of tonic drink in my room. Then I realised that I have been loved all my life. I just didnt acknowledge it. Any other love is nothing compared to a mother's love. MY mother's love. What is so special about my mother's love you ask? Well, she got struck with breast cancer. The whole family told her to let loose. Dont give a damn about anything. Do this for yourself. Don't worry about anything else. However, no matter how sick she is, she still shows us she loves us in the most trivial ways that we take for granted. From making sure we have breakfast ready when we wake up to making sure we have money in our bank accounts so we can have a fun time with friends. She goes through so much during chemotherapy. I accompany her after arguing with her for hours on end. She doesn't want me to come along. Why? Because she wants me to have fun with my friends. She wanted me to enjoy my youth while it lasts.

My mother has sacrificed so much for me. Before cancer hit her, everyone took her for granted. Only when we are put through tough times like these, then we count our blessings although it might be too late. So now, whenever I read your blog, I dont feel ashamed and jealous that I dont have love like that because on the contrary, I have the best love ever known to man.

A mothers love.

XOXO

Hana

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no. i don't like you.

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I've been staying up all night.

I have no stories about wonderful meeting, fingers twisting my hair, hands around hips. I don't know your smell or warmth or what clothes you're wearing.
I haven't ever met you, but I think I love you.
Maybe it was good you went on vacation, because that gave me time to think about you and me. And suddenly I just realized how much I really like you.
I couldn't sleep tonight, so I started the computer. I walked with my bare feet over the cold cold floor, wearing only underwear and huge knitted cardigan.
And I wanted to write you.
Tell you how I started crying when you said you think you liked me, how I think about you every day and every hour, how happy you make me even if you don't understand, because you're simply so nice to me. My first love was the most horrible thing that had ever happened to me.
You made me recover. When I started talking to you I forgot everything.
Do you realize how big it is?
Do you even understand how affected you can be by someone you haven't met?
And I was sitting in my loneliness, with you too many miles away, crying, scared by the thought that you share the city dreams and kisses with someone else.
I wanted to write a whole novel about it.
Everything I said was that I liked you.
I like you.

No. I don't like you.
You're the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me.
But you don't know.
You haven't even gotten my message yet.
I hope you'll go online later. So you'll see.
I'm so nervous. I couldn't sleep.
And if you do.

I'll tell you.
I love you.

// E
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thanks liz for these words ♥

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because I have just met the one who will take mine

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julia sent this along with a reminder to us all:

After I saw "The Boy" today, I came home and danced around my room. Maybe you wouldn't even call it dancing... flailing more like, but I did so with the widest smile on my face, Remembering everything he said to me tonight.

They were only small things, but I can tell that this is the beginning of something, and that he wants it as much as I do.

I am 15 and I just wanted to write to you to remind everyone of their first love, the excitement, the "he loves me, he loves me not" played on flowers, and everything high school about the one who took your heart first, because I have just met the one who will take mine.

thank you for this julia! it brightened up my monday ♥

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should my shadow cross thy thoughts

erika sent these images with a touching story my way:

I found this photo amongst my Grandmother's things after she passed away. (I'm sorry for the poor quality - if you'd like to post it I can try and get a better image to you.) We have no idea who the man in the photo is, not even his name. But love like that, old love, is truly lovely.

The back reads:

Since we deserved the name of friends,

And thine effect so lives in me,

A part of mine may live in thee

And move thee on to noble ends.

Should my shadow cross thy thoughts,

Too sadly for their peace,

So put it back for calmer hours,

In memory's darkest hold.

I hope it touches someone like it has touched me- erika

i am thinking about you

Erin found the attached note in her “dashboard” on her mac:

"I had no idea how long it had been there, but my incredible boyfriend had left it there waiting for a day just like yesterday, when I needed it the most. I love that man."


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it was you

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but this is it

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I received this e-mail:
I stumbled across your blog quite some time ago by accident and I have to say it's one of the most inspiring and touching things I have ever seen. After reading some of your reader's entries and dedications, I wanted to submit my own.

I have fallen in love with the man that two years ago was nothing more than my best friend, who I never looked at in 'that' way and who I was sure never looked at me like that. One drunken night later after kisses and tender confessions had been shared, our relationship was never the same and we became, well, 'involved'. We were never properly together although people at work and our friends always assumed we were and I always wanted more... I wanted him to commit to me, but he never would and to this day he never has. Our relationship has been so destructive to but at the same time, so perfect, so amazing that I couldn't hope for more.

When I fall asleep with his arms wrapped around me, my head on his chest listening to his heartbeat, fingers entwined, I feel so safe, so protected and loved that I never want this feeling to end. It's clear to me now though, that he doesn't return my feelings, whatever he says, and that it's time for me to move on. Your blog has made it clear to me that I deserve a boy who loves me entirely and who would treat me right, and I hope one day to find one. I know it'll be hard, and it'll hurt like no other but I think this is something I need to do to save me from completely losing my mind.

As I sit here typing this message to you, tears run down my face and my lips tremble, I can't understand why. But this is it, and I thank you for it so very much. Goodbye Jason. However much I love you I can't continue being hurt and fucked around like this. We could've been so, so much more and we never quite lived up to our full potential, but I believe this is for the best. You made me a better person, you taught me things about myself that I never knew and you showed me how to love. You were my best friend, and you always will be, in a sense. Thank you for being a truly wonderful first love.
-A H-D

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