Cherish Lyrics Unappreciated Novels & Stories

“Fuck off. Just leave me alone. I want to go home. It’s getting old… I want to fuck off and go home.” Tristan didn’t like this at all. He wasn’t ready to let her go… He wasn’t ready to be without her. “And what? Ha? You go home and what?” “I forget ever knowing you. I pretend that you didn’t fuck my life up. I pretend that you didn’t to me what you did… I pretend that I never met you.” She sounded so passionate. Tristan felt sick… How on earth was he going to let her go? How? “That easy?”

The most heartbreaking moment in someone’s life is when their most trusted relations just fade away when you need them the most, and I suppose that’s how life works. Fate’s art? Last night, when I was trying really hard to convince my friends that I didn’t had done anything wrong and I had never cheated on him, they were all already convinced that I was wrong. funny right? Just how my life is right now. Trying my best to make them believe it was just my efforts going to vein. Thinking about all this matter, I started to feel a sudden sharpening in my heart like a sword is piercing through my chest, getting into my heart and then crossing my heart to my back. I was feeling numb and my body ju

"Because you're perfection. No one can be good enough. Trust me, I know." And it was little comments like that that made my stomach flutter and my face feels hot. "My p*ssy must have done a number on you if you're calling me perfection. I'm a perfect mess." "I don't know. It must have. I'll let you know if it changes at all tonight with my date. I might fall in love like my mother hopes." I laugh and we hang up. I sit outside of the club and lay my head back against the headrest. Liam and I have insane chemistry and I hate it. He makes it so hard to not feel like I'm walking on cloud nine every time I talk to him.

⁠ ♫♫ I'll cherish the moments we had, it's true, In my dreams, I'll forever love you, Though my heart's aching, it won't subside, I was waiting for you, on this one-sided ride. I was waiting for you to be mine, But you chose someone else to be your side, I'll hold this love, so bittersweet, Even though your heart's in another beat. ♪⁠♪♪⁠♪ As I watch you from afar, my dear, I'll keep this love, always sincere, Though you're not mine, my love won't hide, I was waiting for you, on this one-sided ride. ♫♫

Why did he send this to me? I closed my eyes as I listened to his new song, the sorrowful melody of the piano and his beautiful voice as he sang the song’s lyrics. It was such a beautiful yet extremely sad song. The song had all elements of a sorrowful love. Misunderstandings, the inability to communicate your thoughts and feelings to the one that you love, hurting each other in ways that couldn’t be reversed or taken back. The chorus was the sweetest apology that I have ever heard in my life. It was honest with a smart play on words.

“You’ve been my strength all these years. Finding true love cannot be guaranteed. Unrequited love is indispensable. True love cannot be defined, but when it happens, it flows effortlessly with no need of stressing or forcing yourself to get attention from the other party.” “So sweetheart. Pursue your dreams and wait for the right one to come. But if it don’t eventually come. Then know it wasn’t meant to be. I only hope you don’t end up bitter like me.” At the word ‘bitter’, she released her from the hug and spoke into her eyes. “I know you’ll find your better half soon. I’m sure you would.” “Thanks mum.” They hugged once more briefly and afterwards washed the dishes before departing to their

“Let me explain.” “You don’t have to explain anymore. That says it all. The moment you chose to break me — that means Iwasn’t enough. I’m so fed up with the betrayals.” “I’m sorry. It just happened. I’m just sorry for breaking your heart.” “So, do you love her more than you love me?” “I’m sorry.” “That’s enough. That’s all I have to know. Let’s just end things here.” “Celine, you cannot drive.” “I know. Just go now. Someone’s going to fetch me.”

She hesitated, then added, "She’s very good at making men feel… seen. Understood. Especially when they're feeling… unappreciated." The implication hung heavy in the air, a dark cloud gathering on my horizon. Unappreciated. Was that how Earnest felt? Was Victoria filling some void that I, in my supposed "stability," had inadvertently created? It was a chilling thought, one that gnawed at me.

"Baby, I’m dancing in the dark, with you between my arms Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song When I saw you in that crash, looking so beautiful I don’t deserve this, darling, you look perfect tonight Baby, I’m dancing in the dark, with you between my arms Barefoot on the grass, listening to our favorite song I have faith in what I see Now I know I have met an angel in person And she looks perfect I don’t deserve this You look perfect always." I fucken registered the small parts where che changed lyrics and couldn't help but giggle. Right when she ended the song, we were both in tears. "Fuck...." I said wiping her tears, "that was beautiful.. I have no fucken idea that you c

She's a Queen, I know and this song slaps hard AF. Bye Món Cherrie. Till we meet again. Please VOTE and COMMENT, any comments are allowed ;)