le love illustrated

from the lovely anna ileby. check out her site + her blog
she doesn't know it, but i have been following her blog for over a year now, so i am super flattered! thanks anna ♥

a mother's love

As many of you know, my father has been ill with cancer this year. Because of this, it has been a difficult time for me and my family. I just received this touching email and it hit very close to home. Please remember to love those in your life and acknowledge the love they give you...

My stomach flutters whenever I look through your blog. I get jealous knowing other people have someone else loving them so much. I had my trials and tribulations when it comes to love so I am very pessimistic about it. I tend to shun affection shown by other guys just because I dont want to have to go through another heartache.

One day, I sat myself down and I cried at my loneliness. How can nobody love me?

Suddenly, my mother came in and placed a cup of tonic drink in my room. Then I realised that I have been loved all my life. I just didnt acknowledge it. Any other love is nothing compared to a mother's love. MY mother's love. What is so special about my mother's love you ask? Well, she got struck with breast cancer. The whole family told her to let loose. Dont give a damn about anything. Do this for yourself. Don't worry about anything else. However, no matter how sick she is, she still shows us she loves us in the most trivial ways that we take for granted. From making sure we have breakfast ready when we wake up to making sure we have money in our bank accounts so we can have a fun time with friends. She goes through so much during chemotherapy. I accompany her after arguing with her for hours on end. She doesn't want me to come along. Why? Because she wants me to have fun with my friends. She wanted me to enjoy my youth while it lasts.

My mother has sacrificed so much for me. Before cancer hit her, everyone took her for granted. Only when we are put through tough times like these, then we count our blessings although it might be too late. So now, whenever I read your blog, I dont feel ashamed and jealous that I dont have love like that because on the contrary, I have the best love ever known to man.

A mothers love.

XOXO

Hana

just because...

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no. i don't like you.

image: weheartit

I've been staying up all night.

I have no stories about wonderful meeting, fingers twisting my hair, hands around hips. I don't know your smell or warmth or what clothes you're wearing.
I haven't ever met you, but I think I love you.
Maybe it was good you went on vacation, because that gave me time to think about you and me. And suddenly I just realized how much I really like you.
I couldn't sleep tonight, so I started the computer. I walked with my bare feet over the cold cold floor, wearing only underwear and huge knitted cardigan.
And I wanted to write you.
Tell you how I started crying when you said you think you liked me, how I think about you every day and every hour, how happy you make me even if you don't understand, because you're simply so nice to me. My first love was the most horrible thing that had ever happened to me.
You made me recover. When I started talking to you I forgot everything.
Do you realize how big it is?
Do you even understand how affected you can be by someone you haven't met?
And I was sitting in my loneliness, with you too many miles away, crying, scared by the thought that you share the city dreams and kisses with someone else.
I wanted to write a whole novel about it.
Everything I said was that I liked you.
I like you.

No. I don't like you.
You're the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me.
But you don't know.
You haven't even gotten my message yet.
I hope you'll go online later. So you'll see.
I'm so nervous. I couldn't sleep.
And if you do.

I'll tell you.
I love you.

// E
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thanks liz for these words ♥

let's meet at dusk

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go after her.

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because I have just met the one who will take mine

photo by chris craymer- thanks vivie!

julia sent this along with a reminder to us all:

After I saw "The Boy" today, I came home and danced around my room. Maybe you wouldn't even call it dancing... flailing more like, but I did so with the widest smile on my face, Remembering everything he said to me tonight.

They were only small things, but I can tell that this is the beginning of something, and that he wants it as much as I do.

I am 15 and I just wanted to write to you to remind everyone of their first love, the excitement, the "he loves me, he loves me not" played on flowers, and everything high school about the one who took your heart first, because I have just met the one who will take mine.

thank you for this julia! it brightened up my monday ♥

sunday

jackson eaton

home is

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should my shadow cross thy thoughts

erika sent these images with a touching story my way:

I found this photo amongst my Grandmother's things after she passed away. (I'm sorry for the poor quality - if you'd like to post it I can try and get a better image to you.) We have no idea who the man in the photo is, not even his name. But love like that, old love, is truly lovely.

The back reads:

Since we deserved the name of friends,

And thine effect so lives in me,

A part of mine may live in thee

And move thee on to noble ends.

Should my shadow cross thy thoughts,

Too sadly for their peace,

So put it back for calmer hours,

In memory's darkest hold.

I hope it touches someone like it has touched me- erika

i am thinking about you

Erin found the attached note in her “dashboard” on her mac:

"I had no idea how long it had been there, but my incredible boyfriend had left it there waiting for a day just like yesterday, when I needed it the most. I love that man."


lol, soooo cute!

it was you

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but this is it

photo: the known universe

I received this e-mail:
I stumbled across your blog quite some time ago by accident and I have to say it's one of the most inspiring and touching things I have ever seen. After reading some of your reader's entries and dedications, I wanted to submit my own.

I have fallen in love with the man that two years ago was nothing more than my best friend, who I never looked at in 'that' way and who I was sure never looked at me like that. One drunken night later after kisses and tender confessions had been shared, our relationship was never the same and we became, well, 'involved'. We were never properly together although people at work and our friends always assumed we were and I always wanted more... I wanted him to commit to me, but he never would and to this day he never has. Our relationship has been so destructive to but at the same time, so perfect, so amazing that I couldn't hope for more.

When I fall asleep with his arms wrapped around me, my head on his chest listening to his heartbeat, fingers entwined, I feel so safe, so protected and loved that I never want this feeling to end. It's clear to me now though, that he doesn't return my feelings, whatever he says, and that it's time for me to move on. Your blog has made it clear to me that I deserve a boy who loves me entirely and who would treat me right, and I hope one day to find one. I know it'll be hard, and it'll hurt like no other but I think this is something I need to do to save me from completely losing my mind.

As I sit here typing this message to you, tears run down my face and my lips tremble, I can't understand why. But this is it, and I thank you for it so very much. Goodbye Jason. However much I love you I can't continue being hurt and fucked around like this. We could've been so, so much more and we never quite lived up to our full potential, but I believe this is for the best. You made me a better person, you taught me things about myself that I never knew and you showed me how to love. You were my best friend, and you always will be, in a sense. Thank you for being a truly wonderful first love.
-A H-D

someone just like you

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when

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