It’s been a while since I last vectored a photo. Meet Zach, the best person in the world. Follow him at http://zachaldave.tumblr.com/
These roses are for the one who makes me smile every day.
They’re beautiful. :)
I love you - the three words I’m so afraid to hear and give away because I am aware that they mean a lot more than they appear. Too often, we just throw them away carelessly, not knowing nor caring what they might mean to those who receive our words. They’re overused, often not thought of.
Rest assured though. When I say I love you, I mean to say I’d be there for you in your ups and downs, in times when the whole world seems to be against you and when nothing seems right. I’ll accept you and stand by you till the end.
When I say I love you, I mean to say I don’t care what you are nor do I care about what you have been through in the past. I love you because you’re you and no other reason could be better than that.
When I say I love you, I don’t mean to say I love everything about you. What I mean to say is that I accept your dark side, often with pain but with open arms and mind, and I love you just the same.
When I say I love you, I mean to say I don’t care what you’d turn out to be or the mistakes you would commit in the future. I mean to say that I’m willing to accept change and that I’ll fight for you no matter what happens.
What’s weird though, is that when I hear the same words being spoken to me, I get frightened. I am afraid to expect that the I love you I hear is the same as the I love you I’m willing to give. I am afraid to expect and to be disappointed in the long run. I am afraid to dream only to find out that they would just be what they are, dreams. Dreams that will never come true.
The words “always”, “forever” and “never” suddenly seem to be so terrifying, so impossible. How those words can open my heart is dangerous, they leave it vulnerable yet expectant. How those same words can lock a person to my mind every single minute makes me shiver, It’s borderline crazy.
I know there’s so much to fear, so much uncertainties and I’m sure there’d be a lot of trial and error involved but I am also sure I’ll keep on loving till I die. I will because I know that when you meet the person who will love you the way you do him or her, it would be worth every single tear you have shed. That’s love and it is the most beautiful thing. It’s worth more than a thousand heartbreaks. Blessed is the person who finds it and never lets go.
Throughout history, women have been maltreated, abused and deprived of their rights. They were viewed as weak, vulnerable and helpless. They were bound to the daily chores of the home and viewed as nothing more than commodities. Thankfully, things have changed. Those are now things of the past. They’re no longer seen the way they were. They have proved themselves to be just as capable and just as powerful as men.