Will you love me in December as you do in May,
Will you love me in the good old fashioned way?
When my hair has all turned gray,
Will you kiss me then and say,
That you love me in December as you do in May?
Will you love me in the good old fashioned way?
When my hair has all turned gray,
Will you kiss me then and say,
That you love me in December as you do in May?
Do you love me?’ he asked instead. вЂBecause if you don’t, I’d wait until you did. I’d wait weeks and months and years.
Love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction.
Do you love me? Means at last do you see the same truth I see? If you do, we are happy together; but when presently one of us passes into the perception of a new truth, we are divorced and the force of all nature cannot hold us to each other.
There are only two questions that human beings have ever fought over, all through history. ‘How much do you love me?’ And, ‘Who’s in charge?’ Everything else is somehow manageable. But these two questions of love and control undo us all, trip us up and cause war, grief, and suffering.
Random Girl after a hookup: “Do you love me” Tucker: “I don’t understand the question.
Do you love me Hero?” His pale green eyes were full of torment. “Do you love me like I love you?
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