365 Days of Love: There Is No Greater Hope Than the Most Beautiful Idea of Romance

By Nathan Woodard

A world without love is a world not worth living in. When we lose sight of what it is we desire the most, we begin searching for more. Dont lose sight of the pursuit of love. In these pages lies 365 separate lines of romantic poetry, designed for lovers to read to each other throughout the year. This is the year of romance and recognition; recognition that you truly have something that shouldnt be traded easily. This is an encouragement for couples to work together through their time together, and for those in search of love to speak out and be creative. Cherish your love, cherish every little thing about your partner, and as you read through, cherish the love and affection that comes from those endearing words: I Love You.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Feb 4, 2016
• ISBN: 9781514457429

Nathan Woodard

Nathan brings an interesting element within the context of these lines: The essence of expressing your affection to someone whom you have chosen to be your partner in love. He encourages the readers to cherish not only the thought in these lines, but to cherish the one that they have chosen to stick with. While only 19 years old and out searching for true love himself, he believes that everyone is an expert on knowing what it is they love. Through these lines, Nathan provides the basis of ways that you can creatively express your sincere love to your partner. Take these lines, read them, create your own, find new ways to show your affection, and most importantly, work to love each other. Nathan believes that since he can’t write for anybody, than these lines are written for everybody. Cherish the lines, cherish the thought, and cherish the one you’re lucky enough to hold in your arms.

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Contents

Introduction and Purpose

Special Thanks

Story Start

Introduction and Purpose

Fresh out of high school, someone very close to me asked to see if we could get together for lunch sometime. I agreed, and we met at a local diner close to our hometown of Florissant, Missouri. Midway through the conversation, my friend mentions that he had finally found his first love. Ecstatic for him, I congratulated him and he explained the details in a manner that I had never seen him express the way he did. My friend went on about how beautiful she was and how lucky he was to have her, and then he included me into his monologue. He said to me, She is the most wonderful thing that has ever happened to me, and I want to start showing her that. I need some help. We began to ponder ideas and share concepts, along with some help from local social media posts and online resources, trying to find a unique way that he could present his love with the perfect symbol of his affection to her. It truly was a pure and loving gesture, one I hadn’t seen too often.

After racking our brains figuring out what we could do, I finally imagined an idea for him. I told him, How about this? You can get a glass box of your liking, and fill that box with strips of poetry for her. Pick a number, and so every day that she wakes up or feels down, she can open the box, and read a line straight from the heart. My friend reveled in the idea, and for hours on end we started thinking of things to say and to write about. The goal was to take any basic idea or concept, and put a romantic spin on whatever we could think of. The physical manifestation of our minds was simple in concept and easy to make, but my friend revealed to me later that his love couldn’t stop gushing over the time and effort he put in for her. I told my friend that he could say it was all his idea, and that he just wanted to hear my opinion. It was quite invigorating to help my friend, but also innovative for how a simple idea could grow.

I’ll be the first to admit that I am in no way, a literary scholar. In fact, I’m only a freshman in community college, just trying to find his way. In this acknowledgement, however, I understand a cultural difference in how we’ve changed the ideas of intimacy and romance. And there is an undeniable truth: romance is falling into obscurity within our present day. Now, some may argue that romance is very much still alive, pertaining to special occasions, holidays, and how a marriage still succeeds every day. And that is true. However, as a community, it feels as if we are genuinely prioritizing the aspects of night scenes and modern day rap lyrics into our love lives. There is a greater emphasis on being independent (because we entitle ourselves to live on our own standards, placing priority in our happiness and satisfaction more so than our neighbors), rather than being committed to the idea of sticking with a person you love.

With this, the modern day love language has turned into cynical and destructive behavior. A general person could have multiple lovers, and use every single one of them, and still continue to search for what they think they desire. Dancing and elegant dinners are becoming swing clubs and frequent one-night stands. Even one of the most innovative accomplishments of the human race, the Internet, has become a breeding ground for lust and diverse opinions on how someone should live their life and control a relationship. The divorce rate in our nation is increasing annually, but as a society, we don’t bat an eye to the issue, because it has become a normal circumstance in our daily lives.

Likewise, with the technological world steadily growing and shaping the way that we perform menial everyday tasks, our love for a person is drastically changing into our love for an object or a concept. We love our technology enough to share it, but it’s interfering with how we talk to and treat other people. Why would I make the effort to see somebody if I can just send them a text message? Despite the fact that the idea of texting for communication is vague, and has caused several problems between two people more so than a simple phone call. The tone of another individual’s voice has more significance than a message, and yet, it seems that we still prefer the message route. Sometimes I believe we stare at our phones more so than look at the people we’re around. We enjoy the concept of being with another person, but it doesn’t always feel like that’s the priority. Not when a screen lights up their face.

As an observation, I feel that the concept of love is also being obscured by what seems to be one word: Independence. The modern definition for independent is, Not influenced or controlled by others in matters of opinion, conduct, etc.; thinking or acting for oneself. However, it is every human’s decision to answer the question: Am I going to put myself first, or others first? We could go on all day about basic instinct and natural selection, but the