Love. Not the kind you see in the movies or hear about on the radio. The real kind. The kind that gets beaten down and bloody, yet perseveres. The kind that hopes even when hope seems foolish. The kind that can forgive. The kind that believes in healing. The kind that can sit in silence and feel renewed. The real kind of love. It’s rare and we have it.
She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes; Thus mellowed to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies
Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more…They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself…In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby…You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end.