Evidence Of Love の小説・ストーリー

I am not a very good poet, but love has at least taught me to tell you this. If tears are proof of love, I honestly don't have it because tears can evaporate without a trace. If a series of beautiful words is proof of love, I also do not have it because deeds can prove sincerity and are much more beautiful than the most beautiful words. All I have is time. Let time record and bear witness to the proof of my love for you..

” I asked him and he shook his head. “Are you trying to tell me that you love me now?” he asked me, and I looked down at my hands as if they had the answers that he was now seeking. “I didn’t think so and that is why I don’t trust you. You can trust me because you know that I love you” he said, and I shook my head slightly as tears started welling up in my eyes. The proof of my love for you lies in the fact that I haven’t touched you even though I could. The proof of my love lies in the patience that I have for you”, he added.

“I called because I have a few questions for you.” Alexander leaned his free hand against the desk. “Alright,” he said gently. “Ask me anything.” “Do you really love my mum?” The question landed like a stone dropped into still water. Alexander was silent for two full seconds. Then he answered, firmly and without evasion. “I do.” Marcello narrowed his eyes slightly. “Then how can you prove it?” Alexander considered his words carefully. “I don’t know how to prove love with evidence,” he said slowly. “But I know this—your mum is a very special person to me. She’s important. More than anyone else I’ve ever met.”

The only place outside Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of love is Hell. Love is kind of like when you see a fog in the morning, when you wake up before the sun comes out. It’s just a little while, and then it burns away… Love is a fog that burns with the first daylight of reality . People sometimes say that you must believe in feelings deep inside, otherwise you’d never be confident of things like ‘My wife loves me’. But this is a bad argument. There can be plenty of evidence that somebody loves you. All through the day when you are with somebody who loves you, you see and hear lots of little tidbits of evidence, and they all add up. It isn’t pur

Let her bring her evidence. We had something stronger. We had love. And we were about to prove that love could win.

Eve, however, looked carried away with the sensation of his thrusting that she had uttered she loved him without realizing it. Did she mean it, or was it just this? He was stuck with her. How certain was he that he really loved her? All these feelings Elvin had checked, but he wasn't sure how to prove it was all true. For all he knew, he could very well be deceiving himself.

Thinking about me? I: That's right Will: So what you said during the scene is true? I: That I'm in love with you? Will: and truth? I: Yes, I'm in love with you Will: How can I be sure of that? I: Like this? Will: I need proof I: Like? Will: For example: if I kiss you the way we kiss in the restaurant's bathroom, or in your room How will you react? Will you run away again?

I am calling the police. " Yes, do that, I would prove to them and everyone else that you are my wife. I know and remember every inch of your body baby... Don't take me to that level that I need to give the exact position of every beautiful mole on your body just to prove that we have been in love and married to each other. I have our wedding pictures and marriage certificate. " " Fine!!! But at least you should understand by my behaviour how much I hate you. And I would never take you back in my life.

Altan looked at the closed door, trying to see her face while being surprised by her words. "Because people who are dear to our heart or whom we love, we don't need the evidence for their innocence. Even if the whole world testifies against them, we always believe that they are innocent," she said, while wiping the tears from her eyes with a tissue paper. "And we would stand by them. This is because our love and trust in them are stronger than any external evidence or opinions. We know them on a deeper level and understand their character, values and intentions. Therefore, we will be willing to defend and support them, even in the face of adversity. Love and trust are powerful emotions that

” I asked him and he shook his head. “Are you trying to tell me that you love me now?” he asked me, and I looked down at my hands as if they had the answers that he was now seeking. “I didn’t think so and that is why I don’t trust you. You can trust me because you know that I love you” he said, and I shook my head slightly as tears started welling up in my eyes. The proof of my love for you lies in the fact that I haven’t touched you even though I could. The proof of my love lies in the patience that I have for you”, he added.