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You hurt me so bad, You even made me cry

All I ever wanted was for you to love me

For you to give me a try

No guy is worth your tears & when you find one that is, he won't make you cry.

If I write you a song, will you listen?

If I make you dinner, will you eat it?

If I give you my heart, will you take it?

If you break my heart, will you fix it?

I cry for the times that you were almost mine.

I cry for the memories I've left behind.

I cry for the pain, the lost, the old, the new.

I cry for the times I thought I had you.

Should I smile because we're friends or cry because that's all we'll ever be?

It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.

Sometimes I wish I was a little kid again... Skinned knees are easier to fix than broken hearts!

You never know what you have until you lose it.

My heart was taken by you, broken by you, and now it is in pieces because of you.

If you love me like you told me, please be careful with my heart; you can take it; just don't break it or my world will fall apart.

Don't cry over anyone who won't cry over you.

A girl in love asked her boyfriend.

Girl: Tell me. Who do you love most in this world?

Boy: You, of course!

Girl: In your heart, what am I to you?

The boy thought for a moment and looked intently in her eyes and said, "You are my rib. It was said that God saw that Adam was lonely, during his sleep, God took one of Adam's rib and created Eve. Every man has been searching for his missing rib, only when you find the woman of your life, you'll no longer feel the lingering ache in your heart."

After their wedding, the couple had a sweet and happy life for a while.

However, the youthful couple began to drift apart due to the busy schedule of life and the never-ending worries of daily problems, their life became mundane.

All the challenges posed by the harsh realities of life began to gnaw away their dreams and love for each other. The couple began to have more quarrels and each quarrel became more heated.

One day, after the quarrel, the girl ran out of the house. At the opposite side of the road, she shouted, "You don't love me!"

The boy hated her childishness and out of impulse, retorted, "Maybe, it was a mistake for us to be together! You were never my missing rib!"

Suddenly, she turned quiet and stood there for a long while. He regretted what he said but words spoken are like thrown away water, you can never take it back. With tears, she went home to pack her things and was determined in breaking-up.

Before she left the house, "If I'm really not your missing rib, please let me go." She continued, "It is less painful this way. Let us go on our separate ways and search for our own partners."

Five years went by...

He never remarried but he had tried to find out about her life indirectly. She had left the country and back. She had married a foreigner and divorced. He felt anguished that she never waited for him.

In the dark and lonely night, he lit his cigarette and felt the lingering ache in his heart. He couldn't bring himself to admit that he was missing her.

One day, they finally met. At the airport, a place where there were many reUNI0Ns and good byes. He was going away on a business trip. She was standing there alone, with just the security door separating them. She smiled at him gently.

Boy: How are you?

Girl: I'm fine. How about you? Have you found your missing rib?

Boy: No.

Girl: I'll be flying to New York in the next flight.

Boy: I'll be back in 2 weeks time. Give me a call when you are back. You know my number. Nothing has changed.

With a smile, she turned around and waved good bye.

Good bye...

One week later, he heard of her death. She had perished in New York, in the event that shocked the world.

Midnight, once again, he lit his cigarette. And like before, he felt the lingering ache in his heart. He finally knew. She was the missing rib that he had carelessly broken.

Sometimes, people say things out of moments of fury. Most often than not, the outcome could be disastrous and detrimental. We vent our frustrations 99% at our loved ones. And even though we know that we ought to "think twice and act wisely", it's often easier said than done.

Things happen each day, many of which are beyond our control. Let us treasure every moment and everyone in our lives.

Tomorrow may never come. Give and accept what you have today.

Augustus was educated at Wolverhampton School, which he entered in 1874, but there he failed to show the brilliance which he was to show later in his life. This is not to say that he was a poor pupil, merely a mediocre one, but by his final year at school he was beginning to excel and in 1881 he won a scholarship to study at St John's College Cambridge. Entering St John's College in the following year, his first difficult decision was whether to take a degree in mathematics or in classics. He decided on mathematics and steadily improved his performance until he was elected scholar of the College in 1884 and, in the following year, he was Second Wrangler, meaning that he was ranked second among the First Class students in the Mathematical Tripos. He was elected to a fellowship at St John's College in 1886 and the following year won the first Smith's Prize. These years were highly productive ones during which Love produced outstanding work which led to his election to the Royal Society in 1894.

Love was appointed to the Sedleian chair of natural philosophy at Oxford in 1899. At this time he gave up his fellowship at St John's College but, in 1927 he was elected an honorary fellow at his old College of St John's. In the same year of 1927 he was also elected to a fellowship at Queen's College Oxford.

He worked on the mathematical theory of elasticity, on which he wrote the two volume work A Treatise on the Mathematical Theory of Elasticity (1892-93) described as [3]:-

... a monumental work of the utmost importance.

Milne, writing in the Dictionary of National Biography, is full of praise for this outstanding work:-

This is a fine, scholarly work, written with an historical sense; unhurried in style, massive in lecture, satisfying in fullness. It gives the general theory of stress and strain; of the conditions of equilibrium and stability of elastic plates, shells and solids; of torsion rods and the bending and vibration of beams; and the transmission of force. It remains a permanent monument to the academic aspect of elasticity. The treatment throughout is severely analytical, but it took form too early to incorporate the tensor calculus.

Love also did important work on waves. His work on the structure of the Earth in Some Problems in Geodynamics won for him the Adams Prize at Cambridge in 1911. An expert on spherical harmonics, Love discovered the existence of waves of short wavelength in the Earth's crust. The ideas in this work are still much used in geophysical research and the short wavelength earthquake waves he discovered are called 'Love waves'. Milne writes:-

Love investigated the possibility of the propagation of a purely distortional surface wave, and found that such could exist in a heterogeneous medium. In these waves the disturbance is purely horizontal (traverse to the direction of propagation), and the wave velocity, unlike that of 'Raleigh waves', depends upon wavelength. 'Love waves' have proved of considerable importance in the hands of later investigators, who have been able to infer, from their application to seismograms, indications of the thickness of the upper layer of the earth's crust.

He received many honours, the Royal Society awarded him its Royal Medal in 1909 and its Sylvester Medal in 1937, while the London Mathematical Society awarded him its De Morgan Medal in 1926. He also acted as secretary to the London Mathematical Society for fifteen years between 1895 and 1910, and was elected as president of the Society in 1912-13.

He is described in [3] as follows:-

He was a singularly modest man with a passion for accuracy and a gift for the lucid exposition of difficult and abstruse problems. His lectures to his students at Oxford were models of clear thinking and style.

Milne describes him as having:-

... a certain whimsicality of manner and appearance which endeared him to his many friends.

Love never married and, after the death of his father during the time that he held his fellowship at Cambridge, the younger of his two sisters kept house for him for the rest of his life.