Be My Valentine Poem Novels & Stories

He quickly accessed the inbox and began to read all the messages. [TAMA MY LOVE] ~ Babe, what do you want me to get for you from here? No need. Your presence is enough. ~ ~ Are you sure? Of course. You’re my love. What matters more than you? ~ ~ You can always blow me away. I’ll do anything to make you happy. ~ ~ Aw, you’re so sweet. Oh, right, I’ve got a Valentine surprise for you. ~ ~ Me too. Hmm, what is it? Good news? ~

It has a typical Hallmark type Valentine greeting inside which she quickly ignores to get to what he has written on the blank part of the card. Mom: Ever since you came fluttering back into my life like a gorgeous exotic butterfly, the sun has been brighter, the flowers more fragrant, food more delicious, sleep more sound, my walk more spry. In short, you have made my life more complete and filled that big gaping hole that had always been in my heart. I adore and love you with all my heart and soul. Please, please never leave me again as I am yours now and forever.

My heart melted. *God, I want that.* *I want to be a mom.* A sad, aching smile tugged at my lips as my eyes stung with unshed tears. *I want to be that woman one day—running after our child with something they forgot.* The streets were already transforming for Valentine’s Day. It was only two days away. Red and pink hearts dangled from lampposts, and shop windows glowed with roses, chocolates, and romantic displays. Everything felt soft and hopeful.

I whispered. "But I also know that I love you more than I've ever loved anything in my life. I know that every breath I take, every choice I make, every day I wake up will be about making you happy, keeping you safe, and proving that you made the right choice when you chose me over safety." He looked up at me, and I could see tears in his own eyes now. "Valerie Newton, will you marry me? Will you let me spend the rest of my life showing you how precious you are to me?"

he added and propelled her finger into the silver wedding ring violently. "My Be-Loathed Bride, My Be-Loathed Slave" He said with his eyes fiery red; they looked as vaporous as mist and as fleecy as black wool; which scared Valerie to death. ♡ @authorchrisney_

He was too busy building a new life with an another she-wolf. I wiped my tears, clutching the Moonlight Blessing herb in my pocket. Yes, I'd found an herb worth $100 million, and I'd planned to tell him tonight during our Valentine's Day celebration. I was going to share how I'd already given notice at the herb shop so I could focus on raising Noah. But now... Well, he didn't need to know about the herb. Five years of dedication had led to this moment of clarity. It was time to walk away.

Detached. She used to leave him sweetness instead. "Made banana bread, saved you the best slice 🩵" or "Meet me on the roof after work! The sunset looks like fire tonight." Notes that felt like invitations. Like proof she was thinking of him even when she wasn’t there. Now it was just... "don’t wait up". He peeled the note off the fridge, folded it once, then unfolded it again as if the words might change. They didn’t.

“I still remember, one summer afternoon, you were resting under the tree, at that time I thought you were sleeping so I stole a kiss on your lips.” “I don’t remember.” She didn’t admit it. The man just laughed when he heard that. “I still remember on Valentine’s Day, you learned how to make chocolate from other girls, and secretly put it in my school bag.” “Finally fed it to the dog.” The man’s laughter rang out, showing that he was amused by her: “No, the chocolate you made, my dog ​​also hates it.” “That’s right, you’ve always hated me.” She suddenly felt deceived by him and added uncomfortably.

You deserve to be treated better than this, and I am deeply sorry for my actions, so I'm sending you this apology message in a card to let you know that I love everything about you, always, and every single day. I want nothing more than for you to forgive me so that we can start again and make everything right. You have made me understand that the perfect couple love, laugh, fight and trust. And I'm ready for that. I love you. I love you Diana. But you don't need to be reading it, you need to be hearing it. I'll be outside your office by 6pm.’ _Love, Bryan_ It's cheesy, but it's not enough, because it's not the first or second time. What I could be willing to do though, is give him another c

, he said taking my head and placing it on his shoulder. "He can be so romantic", I thought inside me. After placing my head on his shoulder, he patted my back and sang for me to sleep as if I was a little baby and I felt comfortable and loved. "Why can't we be like this", I asked myself. "Driver, take the long part, so she can sleep well a little", he said to the driver. "Okay Sir", the driver replied. On hearing that, I felt butterflies in my belly, all dancing around in me.