my head and my heart are in two different places. how the hell do I get them together?
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through the wind I can feel your strength
through the rain I can see your tears
through the storm I can feel your gentleness
through your emotion I can feel my music— Let’s Talk About Love -
When in love … #quotes #love #paulocoelho (Taken with Instagram)
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I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car, I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big, dumb combat boots and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick — It even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you’re always right. I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh — Even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you’re not around. And the fact that you didn’t call.
But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you — Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.— 10 Things I Hate About You <3 -
The most beautiful love song ever written. Thank you Bob Dylan.
I love the Adele version but also love this version from Parenthood.
Make You Feel My Love from Parenthood, ‘My Brother’s Wedding’
When the rain is blowing in your face,
And the whole world is on your case,
I could offer you a warm embrace
To make you feel my love.
When the evening shadows and the stars appear,
And there is no one there to dry your tears,
I could hold you for a million years
To make you feel my love.
I know you haven’t made your mind up yet,
But I would never do you wrong.
I’ve known it from the moment that we met,
No doubt in my mind where you belong.
I’d go hungry; I’d go black and blue,
I’d go crawling down the avenue.
No, there’s nothing that I wouldn’t do
To make you feel my love.
The storms are raging on the rolling sea
And on the highway of regret.
Though winds of change are blowing wild and free,
You ain’t seen nothing like me yet.
I could make you happy, make your dreams come true.
Nothing that I wouldn’t do.
Go to the ends of the Earth for you,
To make you feel my love
To make you feel my love -
be with a guy that ruins your lipstick, not your mascara
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Doubt thou the stars are fire,
Doubt that the sun doth move,
Doubt truth to be a liar,
But never doubt I love.—Hamlet to Ophelia
Hamlet, Act 2 Scene 2 lines 116 - 119
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.— Elizabeth Barrett Browning
