“If you just tried and took me by the hand, we would’ve been happy in love.”

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If you think you're in love, don't get your hopes up. It's not love until you go through both good & bad times together. If you love someone, you would know why you love them. If you have no reason, then think about it. Do you really love them? You would go through all these fights & break ups only to realize that there's no point, because you're always gonna get back together. You would spend time together, even if both of you are broke. Love isn't about money; love is priceless. Love is something you could never buy; love is when one of you makes a huge mistake, but then in the end you work it all out because you realize that it's just one mistake & it's not worth it, because all you want is for it to be forever. But then, never say forever because everything has an ending. But that's only in my opinion. Love is a strong word & has many definitions. Now, you decide, is it love?

...…how you hold my waist because it always gives me goosebumps. How you send me little love notes, that never failed to make me smile. The way you take my fears away. How you relieve my stress without even trying. How you make me laugh even if I don’t really want to. How you would put up with my moodswings and my weird personality. The way you wouldn’t stay calm when I get quiet, it makes me feel that you care enough to be sensitive of what I feel. How you would never get angry with me even though I’m always bitchy. The way you make me forgive you with just one hug. How you sometimes softly put your hand around my neck, it makes me feel so nice. How you dance because it makes me feel so proud of you. The way you sing to me, though off-key, because it’s cute. How you hug me so tight that I feel protected and loved. How you always work hard for me. How you would go to my house just to say sorry even though your house is almost an hour travel or even though its almost midnight. How you would kiss my cheek or forehead in front of many people, or how you take my hand in yours and show the world that we were in love. How you look into my eyes and show how sincerely serious you are with me. The way you would always know the lie behind every “I’m okay”. How you would caress my face and smile at me. How you see me as the most beautiful girl in the world. How you make those small meaningful things that make my heart flutter. How you hold my hand like you’ll never let it go. The way you say my name or the way you say I love you. The way you’re always so sweet to me. How you always cared. How you would never fail to remind me how much you love me. How you always make me feel so amazing. I’ve always loved you.

...that make her smile.

tell her she is beautiful, not hot or fine.

hold her hand at any moment you can.

kiss her on the forehead.

when she is upset, hold her tight and don't let her go.

recognize the small things; they usually mean the most.

call her sweetie, not baby.

sing to her no matter how horrible your voice is.

pick her over all the other girls you hang with.

write her notes [she loves them].

introduce her to family and friends as your girlfriend.

pick her up, tickle her, and play wrestle with her.

act like a kid with her.

pick her up and act like you're going to drop her and she will scream and yell, "Let me down!" even though she loves it.

tell her funny jokes, even those stupid ones.

let her fall asleep in your arms.

if she's mad, kiss her.

give her piggyback rides.

treat her the same around your friends as you do when you're alone.

let her take as many pictures as she wants with you.

slow dance with her even if there isn't any music playing.

take long walks with her.

go to her house just to say sorry.

play fight with her and let her win.

go out of your way just to accompany her to her classroom.

scream, "I love you!" in the hallways.

go down on your knees in public to say, "Forgive me, please." when you do something that ticks her off.

wipe her tears away.

never fail to text her in the morning to have a nice day, to take good care of herself, and that you love her so much.

love her imperfections.


and most importantly if you love her, tell her.

Found this on tumblr and added some :"> This is exactly what he does that make me smileeee and fall in love even more.

I never exactly knew what it was to be truly inlove. After 8 failed relationships (believe it or not), I was never too sure what it is to feel love for someone like what others describe it to be. I've maybe felt something for someone, infatuation so to call, but never what we call as LOVE. But when a certain guy came into my life, he taught me almost everything to know about love.

His name is Cecilio, or Celio for short. The guy I used to be a die hard fan of during my freshman year. He was a great dancer, carefree, friendly and just everything you would imagine a nice guy would be. However he had a girlfriend and I lost hope altogether. Moving on, I thought, I went to Cavite to start a new life there. Eventually, I met people; I had a bestfriend, a group, and a boyfriend. I was sure to be happy but everything ended after my sophomore year. I went back to the school where I met Celio.

I guess I was wrong when I said, "I forgot him." So damn wrong because all the forgotten feelings buried deep in my closed off heart arose and got me scared. He was single but not available. If you're wondering why he's unavailable.. it is because he is inlove with this girl who turned out to be my friend. I was devastated but despite that, I went on. I tried so hard to get him, did everything to make him notice me. But when eveything also got blurry, I said I would give up. I never did though. I just couldn't. I cried so many nights for him and because it hurts me so much to think that yes, he chose me but I wasn't the one in his heart.

It was one gloomy afternoon when we finally talked. Talked about things. Things that held us together. I cried and walked away as soon as tears come crashing. But it hurt more when I did, that was why I came back to him. And he was waiting for me. We talked again and we straightened things out. That was when I was sure that he really felt something. And that something was worth keeping.

July 21, he asked me to be his girlfriend...and I felt the world just didn't matter. I wouldn't exactly give details, I want to be only one to know what happened. :) Anyways, it was the first time he held my hand, it was the first time he really looked into my eyes, it was the first time he said I love you, and it was the very first time I could say I fell so deep in love.

Everything finally started there.

Remember the guy (I super duper loved) who was head over heels in love with my friend? Well guess what, he is now my boyfriend. :)