Confessions Of Love
Where our confessions are written, read, and appreciated. Here, you'll read my thoughts, share your stories, and listen to each others experiences in love. It is my hope that you will find something here that will help you, make you laugh, or give you strength.

“Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage."
- Lao Tzu

She scares the hell out of me and calms my soul at the same time. Maybe that’s what love is—a total contradiction that somehow balances out.

Tammara Webber, Where You Are (via quotethat)
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I fell in love with your heart almost immediately. The first time we talked, your voice was familiar to me, like I’d known it in a lifetime before this one. Your words, your nuances, that little giggle after you cracked a joke and before I reacted to it, the way your voice sounded when you were smiling, I already knew them all. They were things I dreamed of before you and things I couldn’t imagine life without, after one conversation with you.

You were so predictable - I always got a “good morning” call and a “just got off work and can’t wait to talk to you” call, reminding me to get on Skype so we could talk. What a sweet, sweet distraction from the very-day monotony of my college experience. I fell in love with the way you made my heart beat a little faster, a little harder, and how I never got used to you saying, “hey pretty girl” whenever you called me. I knew what you would talk to me about: life, love, belief systems, traveling, what my favorite color was and why, how music made both of us cry, our hopes and dreams, and what we loved most in the world. Talking to you, falling in love with you, was the easiest thing in the world. It was as natural as breathing - in and out, in and out - yet somehow I never got used to the feeling.

It’s been years now, and those feelings are just as real today as they were 1,500 days ago. It’s not that things haven’t changed since then; we’ve gotten married, dealt with a deployment, two moves, and a plethora of other challenges. But throughout all those things,  our good and bad, the exciting and painful, your love has always remained the same. Your patience, kindness, honesty, and unique way of showing me your love, has always been there. It’s been my constant reminder throughout all those dark moments.

Your heart has been my home for so much time that it’s become a part of me. Those familiarities have become part of who I am - I laugh the way you do now, and sometimes I find myself saying the things you say. We have become a part of each other, while still staying our own person. I understand your weaknesses while you encourage my strengths. You remind me not to give up when I doubt myself while I give you the courage to be human every once and a while. You and I, together,  are so much a part of each other that sitting in silence is sometimes more informational than talking to each other.

We are both safe when we are together.

We are both comfortable together.

We are both welcome and loved by each other, knowing that flaws are an inherent part of the other. 

Your heart continues to give me love, no matter what.

And that feels more like home than anything else.
"Love is a symbol of eternity. It wipes out all sense of time, destroying all memory of a beginning and all fear of an end."