Cerita Panjang Tentang Cinta の小説・ストーリー

Conan commented and turned to look at his best friend. "It does." Cassandra replied. "It makes me happy to see you smiling now." "Did you know that it's said that it takes seven years to fall in love? Seven years until you realize that you are falling for the one and only person who matters to you the most? And what happens during that time, is the perfect chance for both of you to meet and discover what the love between two people really is." Conan said, smiling as he let go of Cassandra's hand. Cassandra pouted her lips.

“It is not only beautiful but also very sad. The story inside it is really sad. Make others feel pity.” "What's wrong? Not only is it a small item, but it also contains a big injustice.” “That said, it's not just a sad love story. Do you want to hear it?” “But it's not convenient here… Or should we go back to the hotel?” "It's okay... It doesn't matter... You just sit here for a while... I'll tell you. But do you know why it took President Mark and Young Master Lac more than 20 years to get together?" "Maybe they don't understand each other enough and don't care enough about each other?"

“Well, you know me. I love you, Miranda. Promise me you will never leave me, ever. Whatever happens, you will always be by my side. We guys may appear tough, but trust me, when it comes to love, we are all emotional fools.” “I love you too, Eric. I promise I will never leave you. I don’t think I would be able to handle living without you again.”

The love of husband and family, is my smile now. (Novel Finished) Silvi Budiyanti_Friends And My Love Story_End.

Their love story was a masterpiece, painted with the colors of life, the hues of love, and the shades of time. In the quiet moments, as they drifted off to sleep, their hands entwined, they were surrounded by a sense of peace and completion. Their love had weathered storms, blossomed in sunshine, and endured through the passage of time. It was a love story for the ages, a testament to the enduring power of the human heart.

The diary, spanning 102 pages, every word, every sentence, was about him, Percival. He felt something indescribable, like a long-frozen lake suddenly cracked open by a boulder, causing ripples to spread. Eulalia’s love for him seemed like a gentle stream, but only those who truly immerse themselves in it understand its depth. Her love for him was a life-risking endeavor, to the extent that, in the end, she indeed lost her life.

It was as though he too had felt that kind of unexpressed longing, and it tugged at something within me. The third story was about a love that spanned across age, where the older man was mature and steady, while his younger lover was passionate and fearless. Though their relationship was challenged by their age difference, they supported each other, facing life’s hardships together. Their love wasn’t understood by outsiders, yet the mutual respect and acceptance they shared only made their bond stronger.

He must have heard me. I quickly put my mouth my hands over my mouth. Hoping the Edison's didn't hear me. Mr Edison clicked a button on the remote in his hands and the movie started. The cinema staff served us drinks and popcorn while we watched the movie quietly. The movie was really interesting with so many poetic lines and an amazing plot. It was exactly the kind of movie I liked. "A heart attack is nothing compared to the pain of love unmet" "What worth is my life if not mirrored in your gaze? What purpose has my heart if it no longer echoes your name? I long for love that is not mine. I long for something I can never get" "My heart is yours keep it safe, hold onto it until we meet again

Samaria's voice joins mine, echoing the same sentiment. "It’s a long-long story" He stated. Taking a moment of silence he starts to speak "It all started with your parents. They were lovers, or should I say Limerence, their love for each other was so bad, really bad that it led to them thinking death was their only way to be together." "What do you mean by that?" I asked firmly

She put Vivian's debt papers on the table, next to her rice tray, but put the writing on the table, so he didn't know what the papers were. She started. "When we first started dating, do you remember that story I told you?" Jaime let the memories sink into his head. As if impatient with the given time and knowing that he did not have the ability to answer, Luna continued. "His name is Zaid. I met him in college. I fell in love with him the first time we met. I had the feeling that my life partner was him and like that, I put everything mine into him. Zaid is the person for whom I am willing to do everything. My heart, soul, youth, time and money. Whatever I have. That is love because I belie