Day 5: Your Definition of Love.
Love begins at the moment you realize that to live without the object of your affection would be a dismal existence. It is the point when cannot even image how horrible that life would be without that thing/person.
In the case of romantic love, solely, for me, there is not a point where "too close" exists. When I love, I want to breathe them. I want to feel them coursing through my veins. I want to wrap myself around them. To be without them isn't a life worth living. To adore, to worship the ground they walk on.
This song pretty much sums it up.
If you could only see the beast you've made of me
I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free
Screaming in the dark, I howl when we're apart
drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart
My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in
You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to howl
My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in
You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to
Howl, howl
Howl, howl
Now there's no holding back, I'm making to attack
My blood is singing with your voice, I want to pour it out
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hollow ground
like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
I want to claw out and tear out all of your tenderness
And howl, howl
Howl, howl
Be careful of the curse that haunts all young lovers
Starts so tender and sweet and turns them into hunters
Hunters, hunters, hunters
Hunters, hunters, hunters
The fabric of your flesh, pure as a wedding dress
Until I wrap myself inside your arms I cannot rest
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hollow ground
And howl
Be careful of the curse that haunts all young lovers
Starts so tender and sweet and turns them into hunters
If you could only see the beast you've made of me
I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free
Screaming in the dark, I howl when we're apart
Drive our teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart - Florence + the Machine, "Howl."
Love, my friends, makes an animal of you and of me.
day 01 - introduce yourself
day 02 - your first love
day 03 - your parents
day 04 - your music
day 05 - your definition of love
day 06 - your hobbies
day 07 - your best friend
day 08 - a precious item
day 09 - your beliefs
day 10 - what you wore today
day 11 - your siblings
day 12 - what’s in your bag
day 13 - your mode of transportation
day 14 - where you live
day 15 - your childhood
day 16 - your first kiss
day 17 - your favorite memory
day 18 - your favorite birthday
day 19 - something you regret
day 20 - your morning routine
day 21 - your job and/or schooling
day 22 - something that upsets you
day 23 - something that makes you feel better
day 24 - something that makes you cry
day 25 - your sleeping habits
day 26 - your fears
day 27 - your favorite place
day 28 - something that you miss
day 29 - your favorite foods/drinks
day 30 - your aspirations
In the case of romantic love, solely, for me, there is not a point where "too close" exists. When I love, I want to breathe them. I want to feel them coursing through my veins. I want to wrap myself around them. To be without them isn't a life worth living. To adore, to worship the ground they walk on.
This song pretty much sums it up.
If you could only see the beast you've made of me
I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free
Screaming in the dark, I howl when we're apart
drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart
My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in
You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to howl
My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in
You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to
Howl, howl
Howl, howl
Now there's no holding back, I'm making to attack
My blood is singing with your voice, I want to pour it out
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hollow ground
like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
I want to claw out and tear out all of your tenderness
And howl, howl
Howl, howl
Be careful of the curse that haunts all young lovers
Starts so tender and sweet and turns them into hunters
Hunters, hunters, hunters
Hunters, hunters, hunters
The fabric of your flesh, pure as a wedding dress
Until I wrap myself inside your arms I cannot rest
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hollow ground
And howl
Be careful of the curse that haunts all young lovers
Starts so tender and sweet and turns them into hunters
If you could only see the beast you've made of me
I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free
Screaming in the dark, I howl when we're apart
Drive our teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart - Florence + the Machine, "Howl."
Love, my friends, makes an animal of you and of me.
day 01 - introduce yourself
day 02 - your first love
day 03 - your parents
day 04 - your music
day 05 - your definition of love
day 06 - your hobbies
day 07 - your best friend
day 08 - a precious item
day 09 - your beliefs
day 10 - what you wore today
day 11 - your siblings
day 12 - what’s in your bag
day 13 - your mode of transportation
day 14 - where you live
day 15 - your childhood
day 16 - your first kiss
day 17 - your favorite memory
day 18 - your favorite birthday
day 19 - something you regret
day 20 - your morning routine
day 21 - your job and/or schooling
day 22 - something that upsets you
day 23 - something that makes you feel better
day 24 - something that makes you cry
day 25 - your sleeping habits
day 26 - your fears
day 27 - your favorite place
day 28 - something that you miss
day 29 - your favorite foods/drinks
day 30 - your aspirations