What Love Is
It's when you're lingering between consciousness and sleep, and you hang on to her voice, and you dream about seeing her, and you love her more than you ever thought possible, and you love her everyday more than ever before.
When all is far, and all is empty, I set sail and dock on a familiar shore, somewhere in my imagination
16 Comments:
:)
you're a lucky man
she is very lucky
happy for you, Fouad
thats excatlly what love is,
it's when you start to take in big deep breaths and everything smells so good..when every secound u spend together becomes important to be wasted, and when u have this long list to continue but so hard to express it, and deffently it's when you love him everyday more than ever before.
i'm happy for u,
n thank u so much for the post
Lucky you Fouad :-))
so you're not available, we take it???
signed desperate fan
you're both lucky to have each other (or were you speaking in general?)
am I invited to the wedding?? :)
DARN It!!!! and I was saving myself to you!!!
fouad, where are you
Yes a wedding! When?? I'll bring some dutch-blue tea cups..
Got that!
Boring, what else is new? :) Man, you scrubs can sure pass off as wordsmiths.
thats`love`as`i`know`it:)
"you scrubs can sure pass off as wordsmiths"
Now who's the wordsmith again? :)
I am a bit late but taking my time reading the posts that I missed. Ah let me leave you the same comment you left me ;)
Ahhhh ... luv :)
Familiar? ;)
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