A Poem For My Girlfriend Novels & Stories

“Aren’t you Drew’s girlfriend?” Hannah glanced at me sarcastically. “You actually dare to bring your own father here? Aren’t you afraid of giving him a heart attack?” Then, she walked smugly over to Damon. “Don’t get it wrong. I don’t have a materialistic boyfriend like him. I’m Damon’s fiancee. “Only a poor student keeps chasing after things that don’t belong to him. He bothered me for six years. Now it’s time to teach him a lesson. “By the way, he must’ve taken out a lot of loans over the years, right? You must have worked so hard to pay them off. But I’m not going to be such a fool.”

“Peter… I just don’t see a future without you in it.” His expression froze, and I continued. “You’ve held my hand through all these years, comforted me, cared for me, even while I was dating others. You’ve shown me a greater love than anyone else ever has. I’m done chasing distant stars when the moon is right here in front of me. From now on, I will live for myself, regardless of what my life looks like in the moment.” His voice became so soft it almost disappeared.“Does that mean…” “Yes.” I smiled through watery eyes.“Yes… I’d like to be your girlfriend. I want you beside me forever… and I want to be that person for you too.”

"Be my girlfriend." My heart was once again stirred up. What on earth was this man thinking?

The words were a vow, even if she couldn’t hear me. I pushed myself up and walked slowly to stand beside her. I took her cold hand in mine and placed it on my chest, hoping she could feel my heartbeat under her palm. “I love you so, so much,” I murmured, my voice shaky. “I wish I could take your pain away. But right now I can’t….And it hurts me so bad, because you don’t deserve all this. It pains my soul that I could not protect you from ven if that was what I had always wanted to do….But there’s one thing I need to do for you now… for us.” I said, my voice bare above a whisper as my breathing became heavy and hard. The thought of leaving her was hard; I couldn’t imagine what my life would b

he whispered, his cold hands tracing my back with tender strokes. "Don't do it again, Raven. I don’t think I can survive losing you," I muttered, and slowly I hugged him back. He kissed my forehead, the coldness of his lips sending jolts through my skin. "I love you, Skylight," he whispered. I pressed my lips together and the words came tumbling out—reckless and raw, before I could stop myself. "I'm going to be your girlfriend"

Io You are a soul so sweet That my own fails to retreat I am drawn like the sun to the sky Together soon we will tie The binding of cups and rings To be together in all things You are a love so full of peace I savor the feeling unleashed I burn for you like moth to flame My heart is yours to tame This poem for you is my decree For all we are meant to be From your courted to you my bride With you I will always reside You who I will cherish all my life I will be husband as you are wife So, as we go from one to two Always remember I love you

This girl has a horrible talent when it comes to drawing, I smiled, turning pages once more, I stopped when I noticed a poem. Your touch, a flame that ignites my soul, In your arms, I find myself whole. With passion burning deep within, I long for the moment our hearts will begin. In the soft glow of moon’s tender light, We surrender to the passion of the night. Our bodies entwined in fiery embrace, Lost in the rhythm of love’s sweet grace.

I told my new lover about you. How we used to break silence with our stares, targeting each other like guns with hundred bullets. I told my new lover about you. How we argue about table cloths, about which one is better; "A cup of coffee or a tea?" But now I don't drink both. I told my new lover about you. How you inspired me to write poems about the boy I like; not knowing until now that- you were that boy. I told my new lover about you.

I wanted to express my feelings to him, but after realizing that he was writing this poem for me as a way to confess his love to his lover, I held back. "Sara, how did you write so accurately about my feelings?" His radiant tone captivated me. "It's God-gifted." I replied to him with a quiet tone and tried to hide my sadness. "Sara, I've grown to love your poetry. I'm not aware that you possess such a secret gift." "Thank you." I should be delighted to receive his compliments; however, the mere notion of him uttering such poetic language to his partner causes me to weep. She will undoubtedly be pleased to learn of his feelings. I wish I could be that lucky woman.

"When...When I look into your eyes, I see a universe of possibility. Your gaze is a gateway to wonder, a window into the infinite possibilities of love. With you, I feel free to be myself, to be silly and spontaneous, to let go of my inhibitions and just be in the moment. You bring out the best in me, and I am so grateful to have you in my life. Without you, my world would be cold and empty. With you, my heart is full of warmth and joy. Your presence fills me with happiness and love, and I am grateful for every moment we spend together. You are my everything, and I am forever yours. I could spend a lifetime describing your beauty, but even then, words would never do you justice. It is a beau