Do Believe In Love Mga Nobela at Kwento

I asked with a frown. “No, dummy,” she flicked my forehead lightly. “You're in love with your s*x teacher.” “Me? In love with him?” I scoffed and slapped her hands away from my shoulder. “Nope, I don't think so. You know, I don't do love, I don't believe in that sh*t.” I mean, how can I love someone when I don't believe in love? Love and I have nothing in common. “You just said you're having a stuffy feeling in your chest, and it's making it hard for you to breathe, right?

Could the reason be your lack of experience on that aspect? “Love is not-“ “Real?” I raised an eyebrow. “You haven’t felt it that’s why you don’t believe. It doesn’t mean you can’t see something, it isn’t true. It might be abstract, but there are far truer things than one can see. And I believe one of them is love.” “You sound like you have been in love so many times before. Were you?”

"Yeah?" "Do you believe in true love? " I paused as I heard that question. Several thoughts were swiveling through my mind. Flashes of Tracy's , my dad's betrayal, but the most painful of all was CJ's leaving,so no I don't believe in true love, it doesn't exist. "No", I replied as her face fell "Oh,it's cool". She replied nonchalantly "Do you? " I asked although I knew what her answer would be. "Yes, I really do"

I believe in love, because it exists, I may not have experienced it yet, but I am not looking for it, I let it find me and maybe it will make me a new person. We would need a hundred words where we have only one, this little word of love that is good for everything and suitable for nothing, this verb to love that hangs out everywhere, that goes for everything, the love of God, love men, self-love, love of others, and I love my mother, and I love my husband, and I love my daughter, and I love my dog ​​(and the more I watch the man , the more I love my dog), and I love fries, and I love Venice, and I love Ravel, and I love your ass, and I love you, and I love to believe it.

"What's wrong in believing in love,we all need love in our lives." "Some yes,others no.Not everyone is cut out to love or be loved and I'm one of those people who do not believe in love and I know I won't ever fall for anyone. Love can be beautiful but it also brings pain and sorrow." "Clearly we have different views on love I on the other hand won't lose hope or faith that someday I'll fall in love with someone who'll equally love me back.Same way you don't believe in love neither do I in marriage."

Dad said ushering me to a chair I never knew existed there, Or perhaps it was there but I wasn't paying enough attention to notice. Then they both took a seat beside me. “ Do you believe in true love, Baby? ” “ Uh? ” I turned to mom in shock as I wondered where that question came from. “ Do you believe in true love? ” “ I don't know, Mom. I have heard a lot about it. but I’d never really paid attention to it as I thought it all to be purely fictional and definitely cliche. ” “ Um. ” “ You always believed in a divinely ordained partner, don’t you? ”

Yet the question of whether you'd still love them if they no longer have that quality still lingers. Many people believe that real love can end—it can die, just like everything else in the world dies. Meanwhile, some people believe that even if the person you love completely changes, you'd still love them—even if you no longer talk to them, or you decide to cut ties and go separate paths—because real love doesn’t easily die, not even when the person themselves does.

"You sure do know. You don't have to deny or hide it away from me when I could clearly see it written all over your face and could also see it with my eyes." "Auntie, you're actually exaggerating and assuming things. It is not a crime to care or look out for someone. And you can't just define it as something else." Beta Stephanie left her standing position and took a seat, placing her leg on the other, as she stared at me closely." Oh.. really? So you mean I was totally wrong when I said you were in love right?" I glared at her."Just so you know, I don't believe in love. To me, love does not exist. It is just a saying and nothing more."

He demanded as she smiled looking ahead. "No...i have my ways" She smiled proudly. "But....I'll help you answer that. If you like someone, would you ever let that person get hurt? Let the person be questioned? Love comes with a silly amount of trust. If you like someone...You'll Always find yourself believing that person no matter what. You don't even need his proof to prove it....You just want to believe them no matter what." With a smile he looked at him "If you really loved sunni, you'd firmly stick to her theory and believe her....no matter how wrong or right you think it is ..even against your Principal ... That's how crazy this love is"

“But most of all hyung, love is not an idea, it is something that you can feel. Never be in love with the idea that you are still in love with the person.” These words from Stefano keep playing in my mind like music. Am I?