Jealousy, that dragon which slays love under the pretence of keeping it alive.
I love to sit down on a beanbag at the end of the day and watch my fish. It's therapeutic, isn't it? They're alive, and I'm keeping them alive. I like the responsibility.
If you begin to think you are solely responsible for keeping your loved one alive and safe, you will eventually find yourself playing God. This phase can develop into an unhealthy, codependent relationship.
I love that people want to know about poetry. It's one of the ways of keeping alive.
I love indoor plants. It makes any room feel open, fresh and homey. Keeping them alive is always a fun challenge for me!
I don't believe people are looking for the meaning of life as much as they are looking for the experience of being alive.
Keeping a journal implies hope.
Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty through good and bad times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses.