Poems On Forgiveness And Love

Isn’t it funny how love works? I have always loved Dreston, and he has always been the one for me—my first love. As a child, I loved him, as a teenager, nothing changed. And now, even as his wife, I still couldn’t love him any less. But he only ever loved Tina—my teenage best friend. She came into our lives and didn’t just take him away from me. She took my happiness, my laughter, and even the girl I used to be. I still remember her words to me: “You knew he was mine, yet you married him.” She made me feel like I was the villain. Maybe I was foolish to believe that love alone would bring him back to me. But nothing changed. He would always love her. I finally gave up the day I signed the divorce papers. I learned to let go, to move on, and to start fresh. And just when I had finally decided to start my life again—just when the universe rewarded me with a man who loved me unconditionally… Dreston came running back. Now he wants a second chance.

They set you up, and I believed them. Now you don’t remember my touch, my name, or the amazing life we shared. You look at me like a stranger and let another man raise my child. I could endure being forgotten. But I won't let another man raise my daughter and watch you belong to someone else. I'll take back what was always mine even if I have to become the villain in our story Forgive me, ex wife.

They say revenge is sweet, however for her, it’s a bitter reminder of a lifestyles packed with betrayals. Cast aside by using her family, bullied by using her very own brother, and disregarded through her husband, she lived inside the shadow of anyone else’s happiness. Her most effective sin? Loving a person who in no way cared to love her returned. When the woman he secretly cherished flaunted their affair, she became left damaged and on my own. Her loyalty intended nothing as he selected her enemy over her, even throwing her into prison for a crime she in no way meant to dedicate. But she’s achieved expecting love that was by no means hers. Now, it’s time to take lower back what belongs to her—her coronary heart, her pleasure, and her lifestyles.

Annabelle stares at Richard in his kingly attire. She walks down the Royal rug, grasping her colourful bridal flowers. Was she thinking straight?. She was getting married to the son of her parents murderer, the king. Well she had her plans. " It was a bloody one. An eye for an eye A tooth for a tooth Blood for blood MY PEOPLE FOR YOUR PEOPLE" but she loved him, she loved the son of her parents murderer. Well time shall tell if her vengeance will be consumed by love. ******* Love and Vengeance.

I saw someone who has been with me for a long time in a different light. But I was afraid to love. I've always been.

This book gathers different love stories, yes, love stories. All these stories that I collected over time, that were told to me by friends, acquaintances, relatives and others from my own imagination ink. And perhaps, there is some coincidence.