There wasn’t a thing he didn’t love about her; her smile, her warming touch, the way her eyes glittered in the candlelight. But his feelings were so wrong. How could he feel this way about his own sister?
beloved is what i need to one day call a man. another man who would care for me as much as i would care for him. finding one that will is a daunting task, but i’m up for it. sometimes i wonder how i will find him. maybe its a hide-and-seek type of life.
my belvoed is over the seA. far over the sea. i will never see her gain and she will never see me; there is a sadness in this parting. i dont want this. neither does she. there is nothing to be done though. we will never be together.
Dearly beloved. Why so dear? Why beloved? Why is that about the only time you ever hear this word used? I guess you also hear it when someone dies or for a lost love. You never hear it as, “My beloved, come in to the bedroom.” Though perhaps you should as it would mean the same thing.
One of the most amazing feelings in the world. You can really feel appreciated just by the most simple thing that someone does, but it shows your loved. That they care. Its hard when you loose someone. Incredible hard. One of lifes hells is to face a death. Thats why we should never take anyone for granted, very once in a while you should sit back, look around you and really think about who you have in your life and what they mean to you.
doggie you put humans to shame. Unselfish and selfless, you emanate love that will never be resplendent in humans. Doggie you will go straight to heaven where you will await a million bitches and a mountain full of Osama bones. No wait, not Osama. Probably
Relax my beloved, don’t worry for me. Don’t shed a tear for me, always be near for me. Be comforted my love, don’t bite your hair for me. Promise you’ll smile for me, don’t ever cry for me. You know these walls.. they may fall down, But I’d still hold on to you. In high tide then, you’d imagine me too. Then maybe again, we will weep like we have done a thousand times before. Don’t turn you’re back on me I’ll shout as you walk out the door. Be still my heart, I’m only a moment away. In the next room, or at the break of day. I will walk once again, to see your face again; and I hear every word you have to say. Then maybe again, we will weep like we have done a thousand times before. Don’t turn you’re back on me I’ll shout as you walk out the door. Then maybe again, we will weep like we have done a thousand times before. Don’t turn you’re back on me I’ll shout as you walk out the door. Then maybe again, we will weep like we have done a thousand times before. Don’t turn you’re back on me I’ll shout as you walk out the door.
“My beloved family I regret to inform you that I will not…” He trailed off stumbling slightly in his drunken stupor. The wedding guests stared awkwardly and his sister, the bride, clenched her fists angrily glaring at him.
My favorite beloved toy. Is now officially dead. He was beloved by all, especially the children. Bringing out their fears, and helping them conquer them. He was also calm, and playful, though not furry. It was a beloved cyber dog.
my beloved or to be loved. there is a huge difference between these two words. if you are loved someone else loves you, for who you are, for who you want to be. but your beloved doesnt have to love you back even though you love him/her.
I lost my beloved thongs! They were cheap, I’ll admit, but there were the most comfortable thongs I owned. Now, when I am ready to burst out of the house like my skirt’s on fire, I have no shoes to simply slip into. Frightening.
Beloved Son,
you may never get a chance to play catch with your old man,
Or be shown how to correctly cook a steak,
Or how to hold a fishing pole and be quiet whenever you have a pole in your hands,
or to even be a man.
But you just need to know that I myself still need to learn these things, I have not written this letter because I have yet to become a man myself. I cannot say I love you because I myself have not learned what that is just yet.
Sincerely yours,
The next generation of fathers.
Her beloved teddy bear was not the bear he once used to be. Bitter and angry at a world that treated him all too harshly, the once cuddly companion is now an empty shell of his former self. Only living to kill, he is a mercenary, with death being his only way out of a life of misery.
you’re my beloved, you’re my child. i am my beloved and my beloved is mine. beloved = be loved. to be loved is one of the most mysterious feelings. love is not logic. beloved, let us love one another
He is my beloved. At least that’s what I think. We met at a party in a country we were both foreign to, but somehow we weren’t foreign to each other. He is far and close simultaneously, I am his and belong to no one with him.
Oh, my beloved. Upon first seeing this word, only one person popped up in my mind, as I’m sure has happened with the rest of you. Well, I would hope that it would happen. It would be a shame if you did not have a beloved…Good luck to those trying to find their beloved.
when I first saw you your eyes were navy blue, they’re hazel now; the first night together you held my thumb like a vice all night; when you were born a great wave of love surged through me and it has stayed; whatever happens in life now, there is you, back for another lifetime together, perpetual profound joy
My beloved left me for dead. How could that be? I had thought… But no, thoughts were useless. Thoughts did not make things true. It was never true, what he said. Never. He was just like the rest of them. And I was the fool, just as willing to believe every word as a child believes everything a parent tells them. A fool. A ridiculous, sorry fool.
To feel his presence is all I need to survive each day. Air? He is my air, the oxygen I breathe is less important than he. My beloved, I cherish him so.
my beloved what have we done? Come so far and we’ve almost won but now we stand alone, facing each other, unsure, strangers on the shore of the future, do we continue on together? Is it better to part here? Where do we go dear one, when every way brings pain? Can we ever be sure we are headed in the right direction?
Her mother beamed at her and smiled. It was that same smile that spoke the words, “I will name her Beloved.” And from then on, she enjoyed her name. All of the kids on the playground had names like Ted and Samantha, but Beloved was extra special and she will always remember the day her mother died for her.
I don’t really get the point of this. Am I supposed to describe what i think beloved means to me? It doesn’t really mean much to me. It’s just one of those concept that the human race invented to make itself feel meaningful and intellectual.
ahh, my beloved penguin just exploded all over my bones bones bones bones. i am so coffee and also twelve 14C. girl? no, but yes. how mouse! how how!
sometimes i am a difficult charmer of pans and garlic ROSE
my beloved sons my beloved wife my beloved sports my beloved mind my beloved family i hold everything that i love in my heart this is why they are beloved to me.
I dont want to be beloved.. ever… it sounds sad… its such an archaic term… Beloved.. I want to BE LOVED but all I can think of with this word is vampires!
my beloved is the one person who makes me feel truly safe in this world no matter what. To have this special person n my life lifts me out of fa place of mediocrity and into a plane of love and happiness.
some that you love. cared so much for. almost unexplainable in some cases. someone or rather something cared so deeply passionately for but the word masks, or understates what the true feelings are.
I can’t believe you could do this to me. I thought I was yours and you were mine time is all we ever in this world. You couldn’t. You couldn’t have done. You couldn’t have done this. I hate you i’ve always hated hated HATED you and yours you and yours into the dark dark abysmal dark…
I am. I still am. I still am, even now. You are gone.
There wasn’t a thing he didn’t love about her; her smile, her warming touch, the way her eyes glittered in the candlelight. But his feelings were so wrong. How could he feel this way about his own sister?
beloved is what i need to one day call a man. another man who would care for me as much as i would care for him. finding one that will is a daunting task, but i’m up for it. sometimes i wonder how i will find him. maybe its a hide-and-seek type of life.
my belvoed is over the seA. far over the sea. i will never see her gain and she will never see me; there is a sadness in this parting. i dont want this. neither does she. there is nothing to be done though. we will never be together.
Beloved. Mother. Sisters. Grandfather. Grandmother. Boy. Best friend. Nephews. Niece. Pet. Girl. Book. Guitar. Thoughts. Writing. Friends I never met.
Dearly beloved. Why so dear? Why beloved? Why is that about the only time you ever hear this word used? I guess you also hear it when someone dies or for a lost love. You never hear it as, “My beloved, come in to the bedroom.” Though perhaps you should as it would mean the same thing.
One of the most amazing feelings in the world. You can really feel appreciated just by the most simple thing that someone does, but it shows your loved. That they care. Its hard when you loose someone. Incredible hard. One of lifes hells is to face a death. Thats why we should never take anyone for granted, very once in a while you should sit back, look around you and really think about who you have in your life and what they mean to you.
And his beloved stands, profound look in her eyes as she unfolds her thoughts, her epitaph predestined.
“I do not want it all to end.”
doggie you put humans to shame. Unselfish and selfless, you emanate love that will never be resplendent in humans. Doggie you will go straight to heaven where you will await a million bitches and a mountain full of Osama bones. No wait, not Osama. Probably
Beloved. Sometimes I wish there was somebody I could call that, but then I laugh at myself. As if. The mountain and the clouds are enough.
Something beloved to me is my family.. and friends. yeah.
LOL
Beloved – A much loved person or thing.
First things that come to mind is my main family and friends.
They’re beloved.
Also reminds me of death.
Relax my beloved, don’t worry for me. Don’t shed a tear for me, always be near for me. Be comforted my love, don’t bite your hair for me. Promise you’ll smile for me, don’t ever cry for me. You know these walls.. they may fall down, But I’d still hold on to you. In high tide then, you’d imagine me too. Then maybe again, we will weep like we have done a thousand times before. Don’t turn you’re back on me I’ll shout as you walk out the door. Be still my heart, I’m only a moment away. In the next room, or at the break of day. I will walk once again, to see your face again; and I hear every word you have to say. Then maybe again, we will weep like we have done a thousand times before. Don’t turn you’re back on me I’ll shout as you walk out the door. Then maybe again, we will weep like we have done a thousand times before. Don’t turn you’re back on me I’ll shout as you walk out the door. Then maybe again, we will weep like we have done a thousand times before. Don’t turn you’re back on me I’ll shout as you walk out the door.
“My beloved family I regret to inform you that I will not…” He trailed off stumbling slightly in his drunken stupor. The wedding guests stared awkwardly and his sister, the bride, clenched her fists angrily glaring at him.
Animals
Dogs
families
countries
patriotism
leaders
feelings
emotions
flowers
not cats
books
romantics
Diary
crush
hated
despised
nationalism
My favorite beloved toy. Is now officially dead. He was beloved by all, especially the children. Bringing out their fears, and helping them conquer them. He was also calm, and playful, though not furry. It was a beloved cyber dog.
my beloved or to be loved. there is a huge difference between these two words. if you are loved someone else loves you, for who you are, for who you want to be. but your beloved doesnt have to love you back even though you love him/her.
I lost my beloved thongs! They were cheap, I’ll admit, but there were the most comfortable thongs I owned. Now, when I am ready to burst out of the house like my skirt’s on fire, I have no shoes to simply slip into. Frightening.
Beloved Son,
you may never get a chance to play catch with your old man,
Or be shown how to correctly cook a steak,
Or how to hold a fishing pole and be quiet whenever you have a pole in your hands,
or to even be a man.
But you just need to know that I myself still need to learn these things, I have not written this letter because I have yet to become a man myself. I cannot say I love you because I myself have not learned what that is just yet.
Sincerely yours,
The next generation of fathers.
Christopher, our white nights tempted lines. For months, they tempted lines. Long and short, rushed and thoughtful.
Her beloved teddy bear was not the bear he once used to be. Bitter and angry at a world that treated him all too harshly, the once cuddly companion is now an empty shell of his former self. Only living to kill, he is a mercenary, with death being his only way out of a life of misery.
you’re my beloved, you’re my child. i am my beloved and my beloved is mine. beloved = be loved. to be loved is one of the most mysterious feelings. love is not logic. beloved, let us love one another
loved, and held, my beloved daughter, to be awesome,be loved, bees, trees,theres a movie with this in it. I love you my beloved
He is my beloved. At least that’s what I think. We met at a party in a country we were both foreign to, but somehow we weren’t foreign to each other. He is far and close simultaneously, I am his and belong to no one with him.
Oh, my beloved. Upon first seeing this word, only one person popped up in my mind, as I’m sure has happened with the rest of you. Well, I would hope that it would happen. It would be a shame if you did not have a beloved…Good luck to those trying to find their beloved.
when I first saw you your eyes were navy blue, they’re hazel now; the first night together you held my thumb like a vice all night; when you were born a great wave of love surged through me and it has stayed; whatever happens in life now, there is you, back for another lifetime together, perpetual profound joy
My beloved left me for dead. How could that be? I had thought… But no, thoughts were useless. Thoughts did not make things true. It was never true, what he said. Never. He was just like the rest of them. And I was the fool, just as willing to believe every word as a child believes everything a parent tells them. A fool. A ridiculous, sorry fool.
i am your beloved
beloved being
always beloved
the one who you adore and share your life with
happiness
To feel his presence is all I need to survive each day. Air? He is my air, the oxygen I breathe is less important than he. My beloved, I cherish him so.
my beloved what have we done? Come so far and we’ve almost won but now we stand alone, facing each other, unsure, strangers on the shore of the future, do we continue on together? Is it better to part here? Where do we go dear one, when every way brings pain? Can we ever be sure we are headed in the right direction?
why should i do this for you
Her mother beamed at her and smiled. It was that same smile that spoke the words, “I will name her Beloved.” And from then on, she enjoyed her name. All of the kids on the playground had names like Ted and Samantha, but Beloved was extra special and she will always remember the day her mother died for her.
I don’t really get the point of this. Am I supposed to describe what i think beloved means to me? It doesn’t really mean much to me. It’s just one of those concept that the human race invented to make itself feel meaningful and intellectual.
ahh, my beloved penguin just exploded all over my bones bones bones bones. i am so coffee and also twelve 14C. girl? no, but yes. how mouse! how how!
sometimes i am a difficult charmer of pans and garlic ROSE
Candy hearts and kisses. Fortune, food, home. Grandmother and family. Holding hands. Prayers. Hugs. Christmas. Jesus.
my beloved sons my beloved wife my beloved sports my beloved mind my beloved family i hold everything that i love in my heart this is why they are beloved to me.
I dont want to be beloved.. ever… it sounds sad… its such an archaic term… Beloved.. I want to BE LOVED but all I can think of with this word is vampires!
my beloved is the one person who makes me feel truly safe in this world no matter what. To have this special person n my life lifts me out of fa place of mediocrity and into a plane of love and happiness.
I’ve got nothing to say for this one. Nothing comes. I don’t know why it hurts so much…
some that you love. cared so much for. almost unexplainable in some cases. someone or rather something cared so deeply passionately for but the word masks, or understates what the true feelings are.
I can’t believe you could do this to me. I thought I was yours and you were mine time is all we ever in this world. You couldn’t. You couldn’t have done. You couldn’t have done this. I hate you i’ve always hated hated HATED you and yours you and yours into the dark dark abysmal dark…
I am. I still am. I still am, even now. You are gone.