The crazy thing about modern love is that it makes everyone feel so replaceable. So forgettable. So disposable.
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You will not find a love that is perfect, but you will find a love that connects.
To be loved, not lusted, is to be honored, not handled. 1 Thessalonians 4:3-5 There's a kind of connection that imitates love but lacks the depth to sustain it. Lust can spark quickly, burn brightly, and disappear without explanation.
You've been conditioned to believe that love is something you have to work for.
We outgrow those who make us feel like we're replaceable.
You can love them and love them and love them, but still, you can't make them love you back.
But here's something we so rarely stop to celebrate: The love that we've lost.
It's still difficult for me to write these words. I love you, and I miss you, and I think I always will.
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We love airports because they remind us how easy it all is - to leave, to return, to roam far, to stay close
Surround yourself with people who value you, and know that you love with all you have.
This is your reminder that you do not need to apologize for wanting that kind of depth, that kind of certainty.
After losing her lifelong companion, a woman made a shocking, costly choice to keep a piece of her beloved dog alive.
