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misselise:

Don’t stop chasing.

'I think that one of the biggest reason why relationships do not work out in the long run is because at one point, one side (or both) stops trying. Before one claims another person as their significant other, they would do anything to make that person happy. They would chase,…

A good relationship is when two people accept each other’s past, support each other’s present, and love each other enough to encourage each other’s future. So don’t rush love. Find a partner who encourages you to grow, who won’t cling to you, who will let you go out into the world, and trust that you will come back. This is what true love is all about.

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Anonymous asked: How has your love for each other evolved over the last four years?

lonerwolff:

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kaeandlucy:

Four years ago, my love for Lucy was like a kid in a candy store.  She made my blood sugar high, my heart beat fast, and my palms sweaty. I wanted to do as much as we could as quickly as possible. Every thing she did was new and it mesmerized me.  Her accent, the way she blow dried her hair upside down, the way she screamed random words in her sleep.  We used to plan our trips to see each other down to every detail - every city, every restaurant, every person we would meet.  We would send each other boxes full of our t-shirts completely drenched in our perfume - and I would fall asleep next to her shirt every night but limit myself to two smells per day, because the more I touched it, the more the smell would disappear.  I was in love with her from the instant I met her and I fell so fast. I would call this the honeymoon stage.  And then, very slowly, things started to change.

Four years later, my love for Lucy is like the first warm day after winter.  She makes me smile, makes me feel warm, and gives me hope.  She makes my heart beat slower, not because we’ve fallen out of love at all, but because she offers me such peace that all other stresses disappear.  She very rarely does something that I haven’t seen her do before but I’m still mesmerized by her voice, still laugh at her while she dries her hair, and now I elbow her and tell her to shut up when she screams in her sleep.  We plan our life together - every child’s name, creating budgets, calculating the amount of student loans we owe, all whilst sitting in a bubble bath, eating steak, watching the cats trying to figure out how they’re going to steal that steak.  Over the years, we’ve developed this complete awe over each other, but a mutual respect and understanding that no one could rival.  I can figure out how her days has gone in the tone of which she says “Hello”.  I am more in love with her today than I was yesterday.  We’re out of the honeymoon stage and into the “rest of our life” stage.  And it’s the best place to be.

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amospoe:

“There’s unconditional love there. You hear that phrase a lot but it’s real with me and June. She loves me in spite of everything, in spite of myself. She has saved my life more than once. She’s always been there with her love, and it has certainly made me forget the pain for a long time, many times. When it gets dark and everybody’s gone home and the lights are turned off, it’s just me and her.” ― Johnny Cash

amospoe:

“There’s unconditional love there. You hear that phrase a lot but it’s real with me and June. She loves me in spite of everything, in spite of myself. She has saved my life more than once. She’s always been there with her love, and it has certainly made me forget the pain for a long time, many times. When it gets dark and everybody’s gone home and the lights are turned off, it’s just me and her.” 
― Johnny Cash

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Sometimes I still stare at you, amazed and absolutely enchanted, and even though I’ve held your gaze a thousand times, when you turn to me and give me that silly grin of yours, you still make me blush.