by B.J. Tolentino

Created on: September 16, 2009

The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved - loved for ourselves, or rather, loved in spite of ourselves. ~Victor Hugo

We go about our lives trying to be the best that we can be. We aim for the stars but how often we fall. Even though confused, scared and feeling helpless, she is always by your side. She is there not because it is forced on her to but she simply wants to be there with you. It's not sacrifice or martyrdom, it is love.

It is love despite the many times we falter. To know that we are embraced beyond our frailties is a wondrous feeling. It makes us better individuals. It is transforming and to feel her love in the little gestures of approval is self assuring.

We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person. ~W. Somerset Maugham

We may change and become different individuals but she sees the same person in us. Our perspectives differ, goals adjusted but she is always with us. Struggles do come as confusion arises but in the end things will always be the same.

To feed on each others reassurance that every thing's alright despite our ever changing self is love at its grandest. For how could somebody understand and respect a person who has change so much from the first time she knew him if it weren't for love? Love transcends the me in us and sees us for what it is.

Love never reasons but profusely gives; gives, like a thoughtless prodigal, its all, and trembles lest it has done too little. ~Hannah Moore

We all want to feel unconditional love. To give everything without expecting anything in return is a rarity these days. The little acts of kindness, the gestures of support, her contagious spirit are priceless reasons why we know she loves us.

It makes the most stone cold heart melt and know what love is. Giving with reckless abandon is unconditional love. She is not afraid to loose everything. It is seen in her sweet smile, the sparkle in her eyes and felt through her loving embrace.

Sometimes it's a form of love just to talk to somebody that you have nothing in common with and still be fascinated by their presence. ~David Byrne

How could she have spent all this time with a person so different and still enjoy his company? We often wonder how mysteriously true it is that she still enjoys our presence when we have seemingly exhausted our spirits with each other. There's nothing left to say but in silence as you hold each other, you know that her love is strong.

Love is not what we can offer but what we can give. There is only one thing that she can give that really matters; herself. It doesn't matter to her if you have exhausted your eloquence or you ran out of funny stories and fancy conversations; she just wants to be with you. That is a woman in love.

Love is the thing that enables a woman to sing while she mops up the floor after her husband has walked across it in his barn boots. ~Author unknown, as printed in The Hoosier Farmer

You can see it in her every move; the way she sways her hips when she walks, the glow in her face; the inexhaustible energy in doing the most trivial things. Happiness is love. To understand love is to know that it is indescribable. To answer the question of why you love her is to say, I really can't explain. Love is something impossible to describe; we can only give hints as to what it is. It is simply felt with every single bit of our being. To see her happy and joyful in life is to know that she loves you.

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