Best Friend And Lover Poems Novels & Stories

I said to her, then got up and kissed her before she would argue further. I got to my room and found myself dreaming about him. His lips was so cold against mine, and his hands electrified me, but even in the dream, I knew I was dreaming, so it was pointless hoping for reality. I know I can only dream of him, but it could never happen in real life. He has made it clear, I am only his best friend.

When he finally left, I turned to Kylie for comfort; instead, all I received was a cheeky gaze. “Oh come on, Kylie, not you too!” I said, throwing my hands up in the air, exasperated. “The boy is into you, honey. Kylie the love guru saw it with her own two eyes.” She said, caressing my face with her finger, teasingly. “Kylie the love guru has been quite blind ever since she started dating Nick.” I replied with sass. “We're literally just assignment buddies, that too because my best friend betrayed me and paired up with her boyfriend.”

Mark, though eager to ask questions, exercised patience. “Liam.” “What?” Julie gasped, wiping her tears. “What about Liam?” “I’m… I’m sorry… I…” “Was it him? Did he do this to you?” “I followed him last night. He told me that… I’m sorry, Julie.” Elizah sobbed uncontrollably, unable to look at her sister as she covered her face with both hands. Mark Robertson furrowed his brows in confusion . “Who’s Liam?” Julie took a step back. “My fiancé.”

he murmured, his breath hot against her skin. As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, Talia felt cherished. Alex's reward was more than just physical intimacy; it was emotional connection. Their lips met in a tender kiss, deepening into a passionate embrace. Talia's worries melted away, replaced by the warmth of Alex's love. In that moment, she knew she'd do anything to keep that love shining bright. --- Talia smiled, feeling cherished as Alex led her to the rooftop garden, filled with candles and rose petals.

, Gideon held her “She is my best friend and she is leaving for another country because of him. I will be losing my best friend because of him” she shouted. “Sandra, I won’t let you leave. I won’t lose you the second time”. He was in my front holding my two legs. “You lost me already” I replied to him. “You are my better half, Sandra; I can’t live without you” he pleaded. Riley came strolling in, like she owned everywhere. “There you are. I was wondering where you were going to.”

Both of them froze. “Yes,” Sorcha continued, her heart pounding. “You heard me right. I’m in love with him. Your husband. My father’s best friend.” Her hands curled into fists at her sides. “He should have been mine long ago, but you came out of nowhere and took him from me.” Elena stared at her, shock flickering across her face. “I love Karios,” Sorcha said, her voice fierce now. “And I’m not giving up on him. Not now. Not ever.”

Alexander Cromwell, Alexis’s elder brother, the boy i once had an intense crush on as a teenager and even now, still my first love. Our families had been friends since our grandfathers’ high school days, then our fathers’ and now ours. We used to be called the ‘Four A’s' when we were younger, since all our names started with an A, even though none of us were actually twins. Alexander was my brother’s best friend, they’d been close since they were babies, practically like brothers themselves. My friendship with Alexis came as naturally as breathing, we were probably destined to be friends even before we were born.

She looked like a sweet old granny, if not for the fact that she could be so otherworldly and all that crap. I held my breath as I placed my hands in hers. A strange warmth surged through them as her eyes whitened once again, and her voice boomed through the apartment: “To seek the moon, aim for the heart, A lover’s arrow must not depart. As enemies burn, yet embers remain, Friendship may rise from ashes of pain. A bond so strong, it may shake the land, But fate is yours to shape by hand.” I still closed my eyes and exhaled slowly.

“I hate that I’m not there with you. I hate that he’s the one sharing that part of your life. Every time I see him near you, every time I hear him laugh with you… I feel like I’m losing something I can’t even claim. It makes me feel so weak, like I’m just waiting for the day you realize you can have something easy, something normal, something that fits perfectly into your life without having to hide.” “Stop saying that.” I leaned down, pressing soft, slow kisses along his jawline, feeling him shiver beneath me. “There is nothing easier. Nothing better. I share classes and small talk with him, but I share my heart, my life, everything else, only with you. Those subjects and those conversation