Being Love...


Love - a wildly misunderstood although highly desirable malfunction of the heart which weakens the brain, causes eyes to sparkle, cheeks to glow, blood pressure to rise and the heart is beating. When you're in love you never really know whether your elation comes from the qualities of the one you love, or if it attributes them to him; whether the light which surrounds him like a halo comes from you, from him, or from the meeting of your sparks.

We're all a little weird.  And life is a little weird.  And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness - and call it love - true love. True love is when you put someone on a pedestal, and they fall - but you are there to catch them. 

Sometimes it's a form of love just to talk to somebody that you have nothing in common with and still be fascinated by their presence. You know when you have found your prince because you not only have a smile on your face but in your heart as well. 

Time is too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice, but for those who love, time is eternity.~Henry Van Dyke