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Love is a verb
It ain’t a thing
It’s not something you own
It’s not something you scream

When you show me love
I don’t need your words
Yeah love ain’t a thing
Love is a verb
Love ain’t a thing
Love is a verb

Love ain’t a crutch
It ain’t an excuse
No you can’t get through love
On just a pile of I-O-Us

Love ain’t a drug
Despite what you’ve heard
Yeah love ain’t a thing
Love is a verb
Love ain’t a thing
Love is a verb

So you gotta show, show, show me
Show, show, show me
Show, show, show me
That love is a verb

John Mayer - Love is a verb



It seems as though slow dancing is fading away as slow love songs are becoming less popular. We hope that despite the radios and DJs not playing them, that people will still find a way to have this special moment together, because there are few things like the innocent romantic emotions that come from slowly swaying with a person you really care about, to a good, sweet song. As we grow up, slow dancing is one of those things that don’t happen much anymore. So don’t take it for granted… slow dance whenever and wherever, because there are fewer and fewer opportunities to (if at all) as time goes on.

It seems as though slow dancing is fading away as slow love songs are becoming less popular. We hope that despite the radios and DJs not playing them, that people will still find a way to have this special moment together, because there are few things like the innocent romantic emotions that come from slowly swaying with a person you really care about, to a good, sweet song. As we grow up, slow dancing is one of those things that don’t happen much anymore. So don’t take it for granted… slow dance whenever and wherever, because there are fewer and fewer opportunities to (if at all) as time goes on.

I don’t know why terrible things happen to us sometimes, but I have to believe that something good will come out of this.

Soul Surfer (2011)

I don’t know why it would happen to me. I don’t wish it on anyone else. I wished it didn’t happen at all. I don’t know what good will come out of it. I just want to forget. 

I wonder how many people I’ve looked at all my life and never seen. John Steinbeck, Winter of Our Discontent (via girlwithoutwings)

How would you spend an unexpected pocket of time with a stranger? Two After Noon revolves around the idea that two people can be thrown together, be attracted to one another, and connect on a meaningful level— but still not end up together. That may sound like a tragic notion at first, but that’s only if you interpret it as an ending. There are no real beginnings and endings; instead, everything is continuous and ongoing. There are so many things in our lives that are indefinite. Finding love and companionship certainly fit into that category.


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