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"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps norecord of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails..."
~1 Corinthians 13: 4-8

.::isitlove?::.
Are your palms sweaty? Is your heart racing and your voice caught within your chest? It isn`t love, its like. You can`t keep your eyes or hands off them, am I right? It isn`t love, it`s lust. Do you want them because they are there? It isn`t love its loneliness. Do you stay for their confession of love, because you don`t want to hurt them? It isn`t love , its pity Are you there because they kissed you or held your hand? It isn`t love , its unconfidence. Do you belong to them because their sight make your heart skip a beat? It isn`t love, its infatuation. Do you pardon their faults because you care about them? It isn`t love, its friendship. Do you tell them everyday they are the only 1 you think about? It isn`t love, its a lie. Are you willing to give all of your favorite things for their sake? It isn`t love, its charity. But do you stay because a blinding, incomprehensible mix of pain, an elation pull you close and hold you? Does your hear ache and break when they are sad? Do their eyes see your true heart and touch your soul so deeply it hurts? Do you accept their faults because they are a part of who u are? Would you give them your heart, your life and your death? THEN IT IS LOVE.

.::love defined::.a deep, tender, ineffable feeling of affection and solicitude toward a person, such as that arising from kinship, recognition of attractive qualities, or a sense of underlying oneness; a feeling of intense desire and attraction toward another person.

.::confessionsoflove::.
To Jay-cee Rio: I love you...mushy as it seems to others as if I care but I really Do. Our story may be confusing when told but there`s nothing in life that`s easy and clear to understand, right? It maybe hard but in the end, things will be just fine. Sorry with what you have to put up with even if you didn`t do anything to deserve it. I learned a lot from this, from others and especially from you in this situation. I just want to thank you for being a best friend as well, helping me out with life`s issues. Thanx for being so patient,understanding and forgiving. We know with God, He can and will pull us through anything. Keep the faith and never give up. Always remember that there`s nothing wrong with loving me and there`s completely nothing wrong with me loving you back. Despite what anyone else thinks, I know you`re perfect for me. Despite your flaws or your past mistakes which everyone has I am still proud of you...again, i love u so much.

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Time. I`ve been passing time watching trains go by...all of my life. Lying on the sand, watching seabirds fly...wishing there would be someone waiting home for me. Something`s telling me it might be you all of my life. Looking back as lovers go walking past...All of my life...Wondering how they met and what makes it last. If I found the place, would I recognize the face? Something`s telling me it might be you all of my life. So many quiet walks to take, so many dreams to wake and we`ve so much love to make. I think we`re gonna need some time, maybe all we need is time. And it`s telling me it might be you all of my life...I`ve been saving love songs and lullabies and there`s so much more no one`s ever heard before...Something`s telling me it might be you. Yes, it`s telling me it must be you...And I`m feeling it`ll just be you...All of my life...Maybe it`s you...Maybe it`s you...I`ve been waiting for all of my life...

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.::behindthescenes::.
what about this page?...layout made by him and html done by her. Colors chosen? babyblue by him and pink by herthe theme? isn't it obvious? LoVe. So what's the story?
Here goes...

Well, once upon a time there lived this vain and cruel princess named Jean Carla. She lived in a castle in the city of Toronto and had her thing goin' until her royal parents announced that they're movin' to a palace in Virginia. Her world crumbled before her as she packed her wardrobe and left. It was the first time she ever saw cows in the pasteurs. "whoa!" she exclaimed, pressin' her face and palms on the windows. She closed her eyes and cried, "God I know things happen for a reason, so i know theres a reason why im here." They kept drivin' till they found the place they're suppose to stay in. A couple of months later as she was in her mom's friends place, this prince walked in w/ a bunch of his friends named Jay Cee. Ofcourse, she sticks her right eyebrow in the air and fronted like she's all hardcore & never greeted any of them...that facade lasted for another 3 yrs. A lot had happened in the past 3 years. she went thru her ups and downs until she finally gave up.
Suddenly, one Sunday afternoon that same prince came over askin' for her bro at the palace...it was the 1st time in those yrs they ever spoke to each other. Weeks later, the same prince (j2dezay) had signed her g-book in her asianavenue name (shorty-star) remindin' her of the 1st time they ever had spoken. She was pretty estatic that someone had valued their first conversation so she was nice enough to sign it back. Then, he replied again witha note n' then she did the same. Then he called n' they finally talked. The connection between them was perfect as if one was made for the other. Although the princess wanted to be the boss of every relationship, prince jay cee reminded her that once she finds that one true love...its never bound to be that way. She prayed again..."Lord, now I know why I'm here...i greatly thank you. amen." The princess' heart mended and everybody saw the difference in her. She started complimentin' her friends and talked to the dorks and the nerds. It was hard to deny the feeling and soon enough they finally engaged to one another. they never missed a day of talkin' to each other ever since the first time (litteraly) and lived hapilly ever after. tHe eNd. The moral of the story? everthing happens for a reason...but patience is the key.

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.::contemplations::.

   

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