17 June 2008

Love

I was going through sorting all the e-mail I've recieved and kept for whatever reason since I was 12, and I found this:

Love is when you can't sleep because you can't stop thinking about them
Love is when you can't talk because you're afraid you're going to say something stupid
Love is when you barely move because ' afraid you're going to do something dumb
Love is when you stare at the phone for hours hoping they'll call
Love is when the only thing that makes you feel better is their smile
Love is when people can say anything to you or about you and and you just don't care
Love is when you get on-line and you sit there for hours waiting for their annoying sound so you can finally talk to them
Love is when you find someone that you can tell everything and you're sure they wont make fun of you
Love is when you can just wake up with make-up running down your face from crying and they'll still say you're beautiful
Love is when they would do anything to see you smile
Love is when every song reminds you of them
Love is when they're dying and the last thing they want is to hear your voice for the last time



and seeing as I'm not sure of a place where it is put better...

1If I speak in the tongues[a] of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames,[b] but have not love, I gain nothing.

4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

8Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. 11When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. 12Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

13And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

(1 Corinthians 13)