Novel & Cerita Far Away From Love

I pressed the heel of my hand against my chest as if pressure might hold everything together. Yu will not go to him. I told myself. You will not reach. You will not ask. Because I know the answer now. Not in words – he never said them— but in the careful distance he maintained, the restraint. The removal. He had stepped away from me deliberately, gently, completely. Love does not look like that. So I would learn to love without him beside him without needing. I turned on my side, facing the wall, and finally let the tears come.

I said, trying to keep my voice steady. My father looked up at me, a hint of surprise on his face. "What is it, Marco?" he asked. But before he could say anything else, I cut him off. "You're always so distant, so cold," I said, my voice rising. "You never show me affection, never tell me you love me. It's like I'm just an obligation to you." My father's expression changed, his eyes narrowing. "That's not true, Marco," he said. "I do love you, in my own way."

This girl is going somewhere far and she needs to get to the airport. Too bad! She is not like any other girls. One of the main reasons is she can't stand planes. She has some psychological problems and one of them is she affairs of height. "No, haha! I can't stand planes. Please take me to this address!" She said as she handed him a piece of paper. "To another city? That'll be a long way. Ya sure ya don't wanna catch something like a boat perhaps?"

That night, Amara cried not out of pain, but exhaustion. She’d seen him. He’d come. And yet, even in proximity, they were still miles apart. She wrote in her journal before bed: “We are proof that sometimes love doesn’t die it just gets lost in translation.” Miles away, Liam sat in silence, holding her exhibition brochure. On the back, her signature ‘Amara Esi’ curved like a heartbeat. He smiled, just a little. Then whispered into the night, “You were always worth the distance.” And though neither of them knew it, the storm that had circled them for years was beginning to break quietly, dangerously, beautifully

I gaze upward at the sky although the sight is blurry. I've been staying in this hotel consecutively for three days. It is in the outskirts of town, away from the urban sprawl. I deliberately chose the hotel far from everyone so that no one can approach me. Staying alone, staying away from Freya is what I need to do to forget her and accept the truth that she has became my unrequited love. Love is difficult. It makes people weak and helpless. Now I'm here far from her, alone. It is making me feel her absence more. It is making me realize how much she has bloomed into me. It is much deeper than I thought.

The foreign singer—which we spent millions hiring—was on the stage, singing passionately. She wished us eternal happiness. I posted our pic on Instagram and got a million likes. Clarence introduced me to his friends. They said hi, but their smiles were fake. The moment they turned around, they asked Clarence if he was out of his mind. Clarence was flushed. He had a few drinks earlier. He told his friends he was very much sane, and they sighed. I wasn't mad. Everyone thought the same, after all. Me included. Clarence didn't even sign a prenup. He was obviously madly in love.

A single tear slipped from the corner of my eye and fell onto the withered petals. In the end, Julia and I had nothing left but a love that bloomed too briefly and faded too soon. The End.

"I'm a little tired today, so I'm going to bed now." Aster froze in place. He didn't know what to do. He suddenly felt as though Carina was getting farther and farther from him. He couldn't even grab hold of her anymore.

Chapter Thirty-nine[God's unconditional love] Rhoda notices a man riding a donkey in the distance. As he approaches, she tosses her coat into the ground. Suddenly, she hears strange sounds. A man is cutting down fig tree branches because he has found no fruits on it and he is very hungry. Then she heard voices again. This time it was a woman's voice saying, "God sent you to me tonight!" Those are the parting words from the woman in front of her as she gets ready for her flight to somewhere she doesn't recognize.

"Please come back with me, Mom. I promise that Dad and I will treat you better. I'm already grown up, and you won't have to take care of me anymore. You'll only have to keep me company. I'll be on my best behavior…" I didn't think such words would tumble out of Soren's mouth. Surprised, I cut a look at Michael. I could tell from one look at his reddening face that he'd taught Soren the whole speech earlier. It was ironic that he didn't let me into his heart despite the decade I spent with him, only for him to miss me like he did Nora within a year of my leaving. I cut Soren off quietly, "That canary's dead, and even if you found another canary, it can never replace the first one. Similarly,