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How To Love: A Poem for Beginners choose your biggest insecurity and tell them melt into into the way they tell you you’re still sweet as sundaes on a summer day. now ask yourself if you’d choose them every day? if the answer is yes, proceed to the next question. will you also choose yourself? if you answered no, you will never love your love. Instead you’ll love the title, making their happiness your happiness and people do not make a good source of happiness… unless that person is yourself. love is patient, love is kind, love is tired of this “two halves of a whole” romanticism. How to Love. love yourself and share that love with them find happiness in yourself and share that do not form dependency because it will only tear you down you do not need to be needed to be a person your importance comes from yourself experiences come from yourself choose your friends, choose your happiness. chose to share. love isn’t going to shake the window and walls love is your favorite pair of socks that happens to go with your outfit that day. love is not becoming one with another love is not two halves becoming a whole you are a whole on your own you are only sharing your experiences you are giving someone a taste of your happiness but not giving them the spoon to stir the batter. how to love, a quick guide: one. love yourself two. share.

She was forced to consider the startling fact that the love of her life might not actually be someone with whom she could spend a lifetime.

Your handwriting. The way you walk. Which china pattern you choose. It’s all giving you away. Everything you do shows your hand. Everything is a self portrait. Everything is a diary.