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pour out all my strained hidden emotions and love for her. "I love you so I'm mad at you, I love you so I'm shouting at you, I love you so I do everything to get your attention, because it's always focused on the distance," I pointed to his eyes and cried again. “Because those people can't see me! Also, this,” I pointed at his chest, "It doesn't see me no matter what I do, so when you left, I tried to forget you and no matter how I feel about you, it's ok but you suddenly came and then you messed me up again, now tell me do you like me?" I cried seriously and wiped away my tears. "Erille I don't know," he said softly and averted my eyes, I couldn't help but laugh because of his answer. I ste

"What?" "Whenever you misses me, just look at the brightest star in the sky. That would be me watching you from above because you know how much I am dead to you. No matter how much I really need to leave you, I can't. So, there I am, staring at you from afar instead. Don't mind the distance, alright? Staring at you from here nor from afar has no difference at all. No matter how far nor how close the distance is, I'm still staring at the girl who made my life the best."

Delving deeper, I noticed the envelope attached to the bouquet. It was a stark shining white envelope. My hands shook as I tore the sheet open, and an expensive-looking card fell out of my grasp. When I picked it up, I saw Robert's neat cursive writing. The card read: 'Renee, my lovely girl, I can imagine your expression when you read this, and I'm sure you're wondering how I know your new address. Knowing it might annoy you, I can't go into too much detail, but I want you to know that I miss you so much. I'm disappointed you never called me, even after I gave you my cell phone number, but that's okay. I know you need space, and I'm giving it to you, but my patience is wearing thin. I'll sto

Lucian whispered. "Tell her that you can't wait to see her and hold her in your arms. Tell her that you miss her so much and you wish you could be there with her. Tell her all the beautiful things you see, be it the sunshine, the moon, the rain, or the crystal dews on the tip of rose petals, remind you of her. Tell her that you're with her despite thousands of miles apart and most importantly, tell her that you love her." Lucian looked melted in my words and lost in the conversation with Gianna.

“Ugh. You told me you love me for seven years. Don’t you think I should know how did you love me from thousands of miles away?” I glanced at her, then focused back on the road. “Arella, love doesn’t measure distance, it just grows. It gives us a reason to love harder. So, if I stay in London, and you stay here, you won’t love me anymore?” “When two people meant for each other, no distance is too far, no time too long, and no other love can break them apart.” “Exactly. When your brother sent me an invitation to your marriage, I thought I’d died. Then the day of your wedding, I called your brother that I’m heartbroken. I actually just broke up with my ex a week earlier, but my heart was broken

“Don’t tell me to stop when I know you love me. Don’t tell me distance is stronger than what’s between us. I can’t…” “You can’t promise me it won’t break us,” i whispered, pulling his hands down. “I’ve seen long-distance tear people apart. They start strong. They swear they’ll hold on. Then time, temptation, loneliness… it eats at them. I won’t put us through that.” His jaw clenched. “So your answer is just…what? Let me go? Walk away from what we’ve built?”

Camila said, making Pedro silent. "That's what confuses me and makes me regret your decision to declare your feelings when you're about to go far away. You really confused me, but I can't stay silent while continually thinking about your words. That's why I decided to make use of that one month. After all, if I have the same feelings, distance won't hinder our feelings, right?" Pedro said, making Camila clench her fists. Whether his words could be justified or not, even though Camila had never experienced it, some of her friends had experienced long-distance relationships, and it didn't end well. Even people who were very close could experience cracks, let alone with a considerable distance

"So are you suggesting I leave Ryan, to be sure I really want to be with him? I mean, that's how you found out this lady was the greatest love of your life, right?" "You could achieve that, without having to leave him. Clearly, that would be such a difficult task for you." He chuckled, making my ears go hot in embarrassment. "The reason I told you this story, is to place emphasis on the fact that distance makes the heart grow fonder. Sometimes, it doesn't necessarily have to be physical distance. Emotional distance could work as well. All you need, is some space to gain clarity of your mind. To be sure you really know what you want."

"I'm not going anywhere. My heart fluttered, his words ringing like a beacon in the darkness of my head. "But how would we make it work?" I continued, my voice trembling with uncertainty. "We'd be thousands of miles apart. What if we couldn't make it?" Adrian reached up, his fingers gently brushing a strand of hair from my face. "We'd make it work because we love each other," he said, his voice soft but resolute. "I won't let distance come between us. I leaned into his touch, he pulled me close, his arms encircling me in a warm embrace.

Winter seemed to be no different. Since I was making headway, I kept at it. "We have been in love for such a long time, Winter. Our time apart made me realize that there's no me without you. I love you and I want to be your man again. We had something beautiful. Let's rebuild it, okay?" "It's not that simple, Seven. Long distance is not my thing." "We don't have to do long distance," I further argued. She chuckled sarcastically. "Do you think that just because you said sorry, I'd just abandon my life here and go back with you? That's not going to happen!"