A Perfect Love Story Doesn't Matter Anyway Novels & Stories

It was our song, the song we all agreed was ours, Perfect by Ed Sheeran. I didn’t have to look at my brothers as we each went to one knee. “Riko Ayane Shiraishi, before you, we wouldn’t have dared to believe in fairytales.” I started. “But then all it took was one look, and each of us fell so deeply in love with you.” Elijah continued. “We knew in that instant there would never be anyone more perfect for us.” Darius said.

Never Again 🌷 “He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love is hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is pe

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Sarah sat on the floor by the door, her heart reaching for his. Their magic flared as both fought pain and sadness. Matthew wanted her in his arms to hold and kiss. She was perfect for him and he didn't want anyone but her. "Please, baby, just let me in. I love you, "he sniffles out. "I love you Matt",her voice shook, but it still hurt. He didn't push Cara away and didn't tell her off. They were perfect together but still young. Perfect love sometimes meant perfect pain - a lesson they were both learning the hard way.

My Perfect Abrupt Marriage Chapter 7 Cardyn's When I was young, I used to imagine how life would have felt like if I were in a Disney movie or land. I imagined it to be perfect, additionally not having to worry about money or something like that. However, as I grew up in a rather humble background, I dare not complain for I knew that's the capacity of my parents and I am just fine with it. Though sometimes it's good to imagine if my life was any different from my current status, I didn't want to leave what I had been accustomed to and be treated as though I was some noble lady like what was happening right now.

“Not sure that makes much sense.” My eyes scan him, wanting to memorize each freckle, dent, crease and muscle in his face. My racing heart forms a lump in my throat while I question my next words. “Princess, if I’m not perfect, how can you love me?” I shift, lying on my side to give him my full, undivided attention. Removing my hand from his hair, I instead prop my own head up. “There’s no such thing as perfect.” “Yet here we are.” He sticks his tongue out.

"This is more than just a moment, Merida. It's forever. Loving you is a must. I have never felt perfect with anyone." I have never experienced this before.He pulled me in closer, wrapping me in his warmth. " Sometimes I feel that our love story should have started a long time ago." I said. " I don't care about that Merida. You really complete me." My eyes kind of water, not because I was sad but thinking about us, our exceptional love wasn't perfect but he was always love me. "Can you promise me something?" I asked, my voice shaking a little. "We will fight for this no matter what. It's important to us."

No more worries. It was perfect. "Yes, Damian. It's perfect. There'll be no more worries-" I shook my head and turned the other way quickly, "No! It happened. Everything happened. I can't erase it! I won't erase it! It's why we're here."I hugged my arms from the cold. "It's why I'll keep loving him, because I know the lengths he can go for me. So, no. I don't want your perfect life." I turned around and faced the demon.

she replied, “I can’t believe we are breaking history, a maid is marrying her boss.” “I don’t think anybody would believe that for you look nothing like a maid.” “But I was a maid.” “Was, but not anymore, you are my imperfect perfection,” he replied that she could only smile and wondered how can they be a perfection that is imperfect? Not getting her answer, she smiled more pronounced and listened to the priest, today is a very big day to her, a day she had looked forward to all her life with the man beside her. And she knew that just as his words ‘imperfect perfection’ confused her, so would their love confuse anyone who tries to ruin them.

“And I don’t want to end up as friends, or family, with the person I love.” I paused, like I was checking in with myself. “Love should stay love.” “It should be intense. Steady. Not something that just… changes.” I could tell I was talking more and more. But once I started, I couldn’t stop. “I don’t really have a super specific type, and I don’t think he needs to check a bunch of boxes.” I let out a small laugh. “He doesn’t have to be perfect. I’m not.” “What matters is…” I looked up at Julian, my tone turning serious without me realizing it.