The era when a phone call may be your only means of connecting with a loved one.
... with a hat tip to Colombian Nobel-prize-winning author Gabriel García Márquez for his 1985 novel Love In the Time of Cholera.
... with a hat tip to Colombian Nobel-prize-winning author Gabriel García Márquez for his 1985 novel Love In the Time of Cholera.
She wondered how long it would be until they could touch each other, see each other, breathe the same air. But he could call, she could hear his voice, and that was love in the time of callera.
by Monkey's Dad March 18, 2020
Get the Love in the Time of Calleramug. by justdance123 July 26, 2020
Get the denying lovemug. A beautiful and selfless thing where you are willing to do anything for the other person.
Love is where you would rather have their lips against yours over three meals a day.
Love is where you would walk through a blizzard just to see their smile again.
Love is where you would rather cut yourself with a blade than never see them again.
But like I said before love is not selfish, if you truly love someone you would want them to be happy even at your own expense.
Even if it meant walking a mile barefoot on broken shards of glass.
Even if it mend swallowing needles.
Even if it meant being skinned alive and having salt dumped over you right after.
Even if it meant having your limbs chopped of with a blunt axe.
Even if it meant being tortured to death.
Even if it meant them hating you.
Because you would die for a person you loved.
Love is where you would rather have their lips against yours over three meals a day.
Love is where you would walk through a blizzard just to see their smile again.
Love is where you would rather cut yourself with a blade than never see them again.
But like I said before love is not selfish, if you truly love someone you would want them to be happy even at your own expense.
Even if it meant walking a mile barefoot on broken shards of glass.
Even if it mend swallowing needles.
Even if it meant being skinned alive and having salt dumped over you right after.
Even if it meant having your limbs chopped of with a blunt axe.
Even if it meant being tortured to death.
Even if it meant them hating you.
Because you would die for a person you loved.
I loved him, but I knew I was only a burden keeping him from living his best life. So I left, because he didn’t want me, he wanted me to leave, it made him happy to have me out of his life. So I left his life, so he could be happy even though it was killing me.
by Purple11star December 22, 2022
Get the Lovemug. 
by tupelolover123 August 12, 2023
Get the Tupelo Lovemug. love is when someone makes you so happy you'd do anything to make them happy. no matter what it takes. seeing them smile makes you smile.
you don't have to be attracted to someone to love them. all you need is the person.
that person makes you so happy all day. or knowing you'll see them today, if that makes you happy. you love them. that's what it is for me.
you don't have to be attracted to someone to love them. all you need is the person.
that person makes you so happy all day. or knowing you'll see them today, if that makes you happy. you love them. that's what it is for me.
by stuff_n_things April 9, 2022
Get the lovemug. 