The Cost of Love

~ Gottfried

You can’t put a price tag on love. But if you could, I’d wait for it to go on sale. Love is like an hourglass, with the heart filling up as the brain empties. The best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly who you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly or pretty. 

Love is like a toothache, it doesn’t show up on X-rays, but you know it’s there. Love is patient, love is kind. Love means slowly losing your mind. The right person is still going to think the sun shines out of your ass. That’s the kind of person worth sticking with. 

Love is what costs nothing but is worth everything. They say you can’t put a price on love, but I’ll settle for a price on housework. Love to be real must cost, it must hurt, it must empty us of self. You don’t love because; you love despite. Not for the virtues, but despite the faults. 

I love you even when you snore, though I still contemplate pillow suffocation. An archeologist is the best husband a woman can have. The older she gets the more interested he is in her. Love is blind, and that explains why so many of us end up at the altar. 

They say love is more important than money, but have you ever tried to pay a bill with a hug? My friends tell me I have an intimacy problem, but they don’t really know me. Love is the condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own. Insane really. 

Loving can cost a lot, but not loving costs more. Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality. One of the best forms of loving is when you just want the best for someone, whether it includes you or not. I promise to always be at your side. 

Or under you, or on top. 

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