love

All you need is Love, and Love is all you need.

  • Skye Bothma
    Published 2 months ago
    The Aerodynamic Theory of Love

    The Aerodynamic Theory of Love

    On the question of love
  • Scarlett Price
    Published 2 months ago
    Be an Artist

    Be an Artist

    The art of a relationship comes in many forms. The heart is a masterpiece that should be admired by the painter, adorned like jewelry and valued at such a price, that the reward would be high for its return. Just like a valuable piece of artwork created by only one artist that it has to be put on display at the museum. You must take great pride in your work to reap the benefits.
  • Rumii Knairstone
    Published 2 months ago
    I Love You, but I'm Different

    I Love You, but I'm Different

    I keep finding myself at a crossroad. I'm at a critical point in my life where I need to figure out what's most important to me: finding the love of my life or pursue a career doing what I love, which is writing.
  • Maria Ayala
    Published 2 months ago
    Heart on Fire

    Heart on Fire

    That is what happened to me. My heart kept on braking. The last two times, it was the worst for me, and my heart was completely shattered. I knew I couldn’t give women another chance, ever again. The first woman, I met in 2006, but I didn't get to know her until many years later, when her relationship with Janice was about to end. It ended, a few years later, just as I thought. However, Cynthia never gave me the time of day. She was much too busy counting all the stars, so she missed out on the moon.
  • Rainbow Tent
    Published 2 months ago
    When I Wake up...

    When I Wake up...

    When you decide you no longer love her with that deep aching longing, go where the wildest flowers grow on the hillside because that's where you will always remember me. I will be waiting for you...
  • Mayurie
    Published 2 months ago
    The Diary of a BindiBabe

    The Diary of a BindiBabe

    I feel like I’ve forgotten I’m outside. It’s almost as if the air isn’t there and it should be. There’s a warm drift. A light blow. Time? I’ll check that later. That includes my breath, because John is about to kiss me. His lips look like they're made of candy crushed velvet, and they're edging towards mine. There’s no feel or even weight felt between our lips. John was white skinned, English—quarter Caribbean, tall-ish as he just managed to Umbrella over me. His stocky build brought a warm coat over us despite no rain, it was a perfect day actually. He had a naturally sexy physique. But he developed that whilst he spent time in prison before we met. A crime we never discussed in detail. But all's well that ends well, as you'll grow to understand just as I did... We suited very well, and if I'd have fell pregnant our kids would have been the most beautiful. But, he booted me well and truly...
  • Marvin Monitros
    Published 2 months ago
    Love

    Love

    I am a 26 year old sub-urban 'kid' from Scarborough, Ontario, Canada. I haven't had a lot relationships growing up. A lot of my 'firsts' have been in my 20s, including: having a close group of friends, a sudden loss of friendships, that unspoken moment of growth when reality hits you in your teens (that also happened in my mid 20s).
  • Valerie Taylor
    Published 2 months ago
    I’m Glad I Didn’t Give Up on Love

    I’m Glad I Didn’t Give Up on Love

    There was a quote that resonated with me since the time I had seen it, that went something like, “I have given up on love plenty of times, but love has never given up on me.” Ville Vallo from HIM, a Finnish rock band, is credited with that inspirational statement. For the longest time, I had given up on love too. I was certain that I would never meet a single person who loved me in the way I loved them—wholly, passionately, and without doubt. After having been in a few abusive relationships and experiencing sexual harassment and abuse, I declared to myself that I was done.
  • Alice ♡
    Published 2 months ago
    I Wish I Could Trust You

    I Wish I Could Trust You

    You know what sucks about people you love hurting you? Of course the actual pain sucks, and the confrontation about it sucks, and just overall getting that much bad news sucks. But the worst part, I think, is the aftermath.
  • Vince Shifflett
    Published 2 months ago
    What Is True Love?

    What Is True Love?

    What exactly is true love? Is it open to interpretation by each individual or is there only one definite definition for true love? There are of course many different types of love such as friendship love, romantic love, agape love, Eros, and the love you have for your family. Love is something I seek out, fall into, and fall out of.
  • R. E. Delacroix
    Published 2 months ago
    Love Is a Contract

    Love Is a Contract

    As I learned about the importance and the elements of a contract in my paralegal program, I delved into the meaning and the application of contracts in my daily life. A contact can be done orally, but it is legally binding in writing. When I finished dabbling into this topic, I realized something—Love is a contract. These are the reasons why I believe love is a contract:
  • macy darcie
    Published 2 months ago
    Finally

    Finally

    "You're too young to know what love means, you don't know what it's like to be in love." That's all I was told when I met you at 10 years old. Maybe it was true, maybe I didn't know what love was, maybe I had never been in love before. I know now, ten years later, that it is you, it has always been you. People have flown in and out of my life like the tide against the shores and I have never felt this way about anyone else. Although I was 10 years old, I fell in love with all of you and I have fallen more and more every day since then. 3,652 days have gone past since I fell into your ocean eyes and you are still worth waiting another 3,000 days for.