Do Believe In Love Mga Nobela at Kwento

Hayley gave him a look of disbelief. “They make you believe in love. They make you feel alive and loved. Don’t you like romantic places?” she asked him with wide eyes. She desperately wished she could delve deep into his soul and get to know him better. She wanted to be the one he trusted, not Madison! “No, it’s all crap! True love doesn’t exist. If it did, it would be in your soul. You need to connect with another person’s soul to feel it.” Hayley frowned at his way of thinking.

I said I am not godly, but one thing I knew then is that a different form of love with someone is way better than not loving someone at all because you are afraid of how the world will tell you. Honesty to yourself and honesty to your God is what I think matters most. Please stop using love to delude people, stop caging this word for only too few. Love is universal everyone is not an exception to claim this fragile yet powerful gift from God.

"If you think like that.. that means you have not loved him enough." "W-what?" "Yes, you have to have the trust, son. Even if you turn out to be a criminal, if the love is strong enough, it won't die. If he turns out to be a bad person, will you stop loving him?" "..no." "So, have some trust for the bond, will you?" I muttered an 'okay' in defeat. Papa was right. If a person believes in the love between that person and the other, it will never die. I determined to myself that I would never doubt about the relationship between us. Maybe that spirit would heal the flaw.

He just told her and like he expected she nodded in compliance. Now he had to think about what she just asked him, he had to ask himself that question she asked. Ben Larkson was not generally a fan of relationships, he didn't see the need for people to be in love. He wondered what made people believe in love, love was impossible from his point of view. Love was just another word; a synonym to describe lust. He didn't believe in marriages, he didn't believe in love, but as much as he didn't believe in those things, he knew they were just his own beliefs and people were free to believe whatever they wanted to.

I asked and he chuckled. "I don't believe in love." He replied. I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat. I wouldn't blame him if he doesn't believe in love after all what I went through made me believe that it exists. I believed in love and let myself get drowned in only to face betrayal. Love is a lie. “What happened that you don’t believe in love? Your parents are still married, aren’t they?” I remarked. “Yes they are but they aren’t still married because they love each other. They are married because they need each other,” he answered making me confused.

I said rolling my eyes. "Is that so?" He asks me to confirm. And I nod saying "Yes." "However I'm. I am all yours. And now you can't do anything even if you want to. Because now you have become mine and I'm yours. And you are really something, you have finally made this Sameer Pratap Singh FALLING FOR HIS REJECTED WIFE." ___________________ Love is not something which a person does, it just happens. There're still some people in this world, who do not believe in the power of Love. The reality is, that there's nothing more powerful than true Love. And the people who find it in their life, they're very lucky.

Disbelief washed over her features. " So, fabricating signatures isn't my father's only expertise; he also spins elaborate lies." She let out a soft, bitter laugh. “Love? Is that the rumor now?” She shook her head, her honey-blonde hair catching the moonlight. "I don’t believe in love. Never understood the hype it's just endorphins, a chemical reaction. I don't see why poets and novelists romanticize it as the answer to all problems. Love throws the world into chaos. It’s the reason people act foolishly, obsessively. Love is a haze. A pain in the ass—the kind you don’t want."

He was still looking at the documents in his hands. "Do you eat shrimp?" "No." This man was weirder than I thought. I don't eat shrimp or anything about it because Sophie was allergic to shrimp. "Do you believe in love?" I paused. Love. What kind of love? I loved Sophie, my family, and my friends, but I don't think I believed in romance or romantic love since it has messed up my life in more ways than I could imagine. "I— I don't believe in love." "You don't easily for in love, do you?"

The moment of silence took us. "Do you believe in love?" I suddenly asked. "No." I stop in my trance. "Why?" "I'm not sure," He said in a low tone. "Love is an interesting emotion. I do believe it exists but I believe it's hard for someone to grasp. The harder you love someone, the harder you fall, which is why people despise it. But it brings out blessings, even if they are only temporary. That feeling could never be replaced and will stick with you for the rest of your life." I ranted on.

There was a moment of silence and then Ida spoke, "so you can't fall in love cause it will make you feel week?" "Don't put the question that way, people who believe in love are those who fall in love . Only weak people believe that love exist," he said. Thinking about what he said, Ida thought he may be right. Afterall, her family never showed her love and her ex husband whom she had loved since she was young broke up with her and even killed her baby, "I also think that love is just a mirage, it doesn't really exist."