Novel & Cerita Another Word Of Feeling

Love. Such a small word but makes such a great impact on the life of a person when he or she feels it. When it grows it makes you feel various emotions. Curious, angry, irritated, clueless, sad, jealous and so many more emotions. Along with passion and wonder. Next Morning….. I feel so warm and cosy. It is like I am under the sun near a sea. The wind is softly caressing my skin and hairs as I lay naked there. Just a second did I just think naked. I roam my hands on my body and feel no clothes. Why am I naked in my dreams?

Like he couldn't feel what I was feeling deep inside of me. 'That doesn't answer the question' my subconscious reminded me. Of course, I felt something. I wouldn't give a damn that she wasn't speaking to me if I didn't feel something. 'What do you feel?' I don't bloody know. I couldn't name it. All I felt was the twisting knot in my heart when she stared at me coldly. The burning rage when I couldn't see her and the jealousy when I saw her smile at another male who wasn't me.

How much did she hear before she spoke and alerted us to her conscious state? “How are you feeling little one?” Zander leans over her, cups her cheek in his hand and plants a soft kiss on her sweet, full lips. Heat rises up my spine and my neck feels like it’s on fire. So this is what jealousy feels like. I expected something different , like my vision to go blurry, isn’t that what jealousy is meant to feel like? “No, you are thinking of rage. Blind rage. It’s a common turn of phrase.” Liberty’s voice sounds in my head. I would have though she said it out loud, it was that clear, however her lips didn’t move.

But the word came out weaker than I intended. Cora frowned. “You literally just flinched.” “Did not.” “You did.” I exhaled slowly and rubbed my chest again. “It’s just… a weird feeling.” “What kind of weird feeling?” Eric asked. I searched for the right words. “It’s like…” I paused. “Like something is pulling on me.” Both of them went still. “Pulling?” Cora repeated. “Not physically.” I shook my head. “More like… pressure.” Eric’s expression sharpened instantly.

Love. A word that means different things to different beings. Sometimes taken as a feeling while other times as a promise. Something that is expected in all kinds of relationships. The absence of which doesn't spare the end of any bond. A powerful tool that conquers and moulds hearts so much so that it influences its own beat. A mood that either makes you fly of happiness or cringe in pain confusing even the most intelligent organ of the body.

Poor little dogs, I know the feeling of having no enough freedom. My gaze turned into two old persons holding each other’s hands. I know there is love between them, according to the books I read, love is having the feeling of comfort, contentment, and unexplainable feeling of wanting them by your side. No wonder I do not know how to recognize some love stuff. It is indeed unexplainable.

Will it make me feel better to tell her this truth and then lie about everything else, or will it make me feel worse? “Falcon—” “What do you mean, you can feel it?” I ask, cutting her off, trying to buy myself time. “You are feeling emotions from the past but not experiencing the memories?” “It’s not something I know how to put in words.” She furrows her brows. “It’s like little waves coming in on the shore, slowly wetting the sand, but never staying long enough for me to catch it. Every time I feel that way, it draws me back to you.”

He said, I stared at his green once familiar eyes but strangely they don't feel familiar anymore to me. They don't hold anything they once held for me, there was no love, no adoration, nothing just empty. Tears started rolling in my eyes as I felt like I lost him. As I stared into his eyes, there was a sudden change in his eyes when he noticed the tears in my eyes. If I'm correct, I clearly saw the worry in those green orbs. His eyebrows moved closer to each other clearly indicating that he's worried.

Writer " You light up my world," Andrew heard that particular voice he has somewhat become familiar with in this dark place say to him. He couldn't understand why that sentence felt so familiar to him. He had been in this dark place for far too long, and every time he heard them speak with him, this person's voice, in particular, made him happy and sad at the same time.

he said with a smile. "2? What are they?" I asked. What does it mean about 2 feelings? "Yes, 2 feelings. The first is the feeling of love and the second is the feeling of affection, which is meant for only one person." he replied. I already guessed. He didn't really mean what he said. But when I heard the word 'someone', my heart ached. I don't know, is this an effect because I have a fever? Or out of jealousy? Jealous?