adventuresinuntiltedlives:

merocrush:

This may be the most romantic thing I read all year.

I… Yes.

(Source: ladoddsy)

Thought of You by Ryan Woodward

Lost love is still love… It takes a different form, that’s all. You can’t see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken, another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.

Life has to end… Love doesn’t.

Mitch Albom

From Amy Dorian’s flickr (click the picture to reach it).

Just looking at this makes me smile.

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