Don't Lose Yourself Novels & Stories

I took a deep breath and looked at him, no longer seeing a hint of the person I once loved. I let out a soft sigh. "Let yourself go. Maybe you just can't handle having no one constantly following you around. "If you want my forgiveness… I forgive you. I was stuck in the past, and I've only ever blamed myself for not knowing better." After that, I said a lot more. I didn't know if Samuel even heard it. After I was done, I went back to the work area, hurriedly organizing artifacts. He lingered for a moment, then finally left, never to return.

“What do you mean?” He took a step closer. And this time— No one stopped him. “Every second you stay in confusion… every moment you hesitate…” His voice dropped slightly. “…you’re getting closer to losing yourself completely.” A chill ran down my spine. “Losing myself?” “Yes.” My heart started racing again. “What does that mean?” He didn’t answer directly. Instead— “Do you feel it?” he asked. My brows furrowed. “Feel what?” “That instability inside you.”

“I've seen the world, lit it up as my stage now, channeling angels in the new age now, hot summer days, rock and roll, the way you'd play for me at your show, and all the ways I got to know, your pretty face and electric soul.” I may be lost but I wake up in the reality of life. Losing yourself doesn’t mean it is the end of your life. Losing yourself is the beginning of finding your better self. “Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful? will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul? I know you will, I know you will, I know that you will, will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?” I urge a sweet smile when I almost finish the music. I realize th

“Believe in you, believe in you. Amen. This is life, this is life too. Amen. For they who hurt you, fade the intensity of smile projecting through you. For you, if you will care for all, you won’t self-care. If you will love the storm, how will you find your way? Set yourself lose, discover the inner essence and enjoy the self yet again.” “This day is new, this day is new. Amen. May life be with you, not to rest but to find your way through and through. Amen. I know it hurts what others do your way. I know it pains when a resultant disease falls your way. But hey, the unloved, you be loved by you. You be truly, deeply loved by you. Your love for self is the shield of self-defense.” “Remember

"You must also bear in mind that nothing can last for your whole life, not youth, not beauty, and that your lover may not accompany you to grow old, and that even your money might be gone someday." "Therefore, you must learn to rely on yourself, and learn to live by yourself. Because only your own capabilities will stay with you for the rest of your life and it can definitely save you from every depth of despair." "Do you understand? Just like when I started studying jewelry design and you did not understand me. You said, wasn't it good to stay at home with someone making the money and keeping me? Why did I push myself so hard?" "But even though I knew he would never abandon me, I had to ach

Don't let tomorrow Make you rush through today, Or too many great moments Will just go to waste. And the person you're with, In that moment you share, Give them all of your focus; Be totally there. Laugh till it hurts, Let the tears drop. Fill up each moment With all that you've got. Don't miss the details; The lesson is there. Don't get complacent; Stay sharp and aware. It can take but a moment To change your life's path. And once it ticks by, There is no going back. In just 60 seconds,

"You just have to be what you always are,remember that it may seem like an end until you turn around and find there exist another part that can take you to your destination,This isn't over for you or me,sometimes you need to find other ways,and other times you just have to be patient,and wait for the right time for things to happen,don't get so discouraged that you give up on yourself."

With one sentence: Is this who you think you are? Ethan read the message late at night. Once. Twice. Then again. He didn’t feel angry. He felt exposed. He typed back carefully. That’s who I was when I was afraid to feel. I don’t want to be that man anymore. She stared at his reply for a long time. Then she typed: I don’t want to lose myself loving you. His response came slower this time. Then don’t lose yourself. Let me love you without erasing you.

A sure given way to help me get out of my head after the kind of day I had which I really don’t want to think about. Is it the day or a person you don’t want to think about? “Come on, Dorey,” someone at the far end of the crowd shouts my stage name, waggling his tongue at me like a dog. The lights here are positioned in such a way that it’s on me, but I can make out the woman clearly. “We’re not feeling it.” Not feeling it? What can I do about that?

" No, that's not true. Time away served as good enough time, to think about some things in my life." " Was there a peak of light at the end?" " I don't know about some things, but when you came in mind, I actually wanted to do better." " You don't have to try to impress anyone, let yourself be you. I don't want you to get lost, trying to be something that you're not and lose your identity." I shake my head. " I know and I wouldn't want you to not understand me." He sighs, pushing his hair back.