Apakah Cinta Butuh Alasan Mga Nobela at Kwento

I asked. " Why is it not possible?? " He asked with a frown. " Because we don't love each other, Kevin. " I said as the most obvious thing. " Talk about yourself... " He said. " Kevin!!! " I was shocked. " What? Is it a crime to love someone?" He asked. " Yes, it is a crime, if that someone can't reciprocate your feelings. You can't do that to yourself. It will be painful. " I replied.

“I’m old and when I’m gone, my husband may be married to another lady. He’s a werewolf but I’ve lived the best moments of my life with him.” Kal smiled, he was inspired by her words. “I know love can be complicated and sometimes, people wonder about our choice of partners but we know better the reason why we love the people we love and all of that but we mustn’t be blind to reason. As much as we let our hearts think while we are in love, we should also allow our loved ones to be the sense of reasoning sometimes, just like I am for you right now. Otherwise, we might fall off course and live to regret it for the rest of our lives.”

Ipagyayabang ko talaga ‘to sa tatlong itlog sa condo! Sa maikling segundo, nakita ko ang pagbabago sa reaks’yon niya pero hindi ‘yon gaanong halata. Itinuloy ko ang gusto kong sabihin. “Hindi naman nauubos ang dahilan para magustuhan at mahalin ang isang tao o ang isang bagay. Laging mayroong dahilan. Laging . . . mayroong . . . paraan para hindi mawala.”

When you love someone, no matter how much they hurt you, you will still choose them every single time. They will give you a thousand reasons to leave but still you will dig in to find one reason to hold on to them. Again it depends on the person you fall in love with. If you fall for the wrong person, love is a weakness. If with the right person, it will be anything but a weakness. "It's not what you are thinking, Your Doctors have suggested putting dim lights around you. Your eyes are still sensitive, that's why." He made excuses for her which she didn't get.

[ Chapter 46 ] Before her eyes was the person she loved. "What is that, choice?" She asked herself. "Love you without choice?" Nami said. "Yes." Lewis nodded. "But why?" She asked. "Why? It doesn't need to be why. If you love me, don't leave me. If you love, you will wait for me. How can it be love if you don't love me? Choices don't matter as long as you love me." He explained.

Pumalpak siya ngayon mismo dahil hindi niya kayang I-handle ang sariling damdamin. Bawal bang magmahal nang masaya lang? Bawal bang maging masaya kasi masaya ka? Bawal bang mag-isa sa puso ng isang tao? Bakit kailangan may kahati pa? Bakit kailangan may magloko pa.

It wasn’t just about finding one person, the chances had to be that they will like you just as must as you liked them. For Kira it wasn’t just crazy mathematics, but it was also stupid maths. She had the theory that humans didn’t have to love you back when you love them. She felt it was just the one sided love that was required. They just want to know that they are loved, and then when they are certain enough that tthe love they are getting is solid enough to get even the smallest of guarantees, they will settle into the haven that the other’s love has provided for them and from there, every thing would try to make sense to the one blindly in love, and to the other blindly loved .

I owed this to my old self. I collected myself and clenched my fists. Then, I said in a low voice, "I didn't run away from you not because I am in love with you, Lucas, but because I wanted you to give me a reason to stay. But throughout the process, you didn't give me anything. The only thing I have ever wanted from a man was a little bit of tenderness and sympathy, but tenderness and sympathy are something that you can't provide me with. You can tell yourself that you did what you've done just now because of love. But you know it's a lie because you need to have a heart to feel loved and generate love for others. You don't have a heart, do you?"

“Yeah? But can you really love someone who’s not yours?” “Maybe it’s not love. Maybe it’s just… caring,” Cassandra replied. Hani nodded, then glanced at Cassandra’s desk—at the little book she always kept close. “What about this diary? You love it, right? Would you give it to me if I asked?” “No way. That’s all I have left from my mom.” Hani snapped her fingers. “See? That’s love too. Real love wants to hold on to something. I think love should come with possession. You can’t fully love something if you don’t have it.”

She was hung up on her words, trying to find out if what she did was the first thing or if she was breaking his heart for nothing. “Like I said earlier, love is what makes life bearable,” Bianca continued. “Be it passionate love, platonic love, or familial love, we need it. Humans or supernatural beings like ourselves need love. We crave it. Need it. It makes life worth living.” She released her hand only to interlock their fingers. She didn't want to release her as if she knew her touch was keeping Mia grounded.