Funny Reasons Why I Love You Novels & Stories

I love you's " are not really heartfelt... They are mostly lip talk. " " Really? Why do you say that? I have seen a lot of high school couples get married later in life o. " " It happens... But it's not all the couples that end up together later in life. Let me give you an illustration. " " We are listening. " " One of my friend's sister got into a relationship while in highschool... The relationship was sweet and full of love and all that... And they were like the school's best couple... But like eighteen months later. The guy asked for a breakup and when asked why. He replied. " I only started dating her because she was the school's beauty queen and I was just like a no body... " So it was

Me- I'm I salty? Love- Yep in a sweet way. Me- my heart, lol. Wanna hang out? Love- unfortunately I can't. Me- Why not? Love- feeling numb all over. Me- what? Why? Should I come over. Love- No need. Mum burnt our kitchen. We've been at it for a while now. I'll sleep it off. Me- hmm you sure you're ok? Love- Yup Darling Pringles. Me- bye love. Love- bye love.

"I can't quite put my finger on it. I just love him. Do people need to have reason for her to love a person? Love is itself an indescribable idea so how dare you assume I need to have logical reasons for me to love him. I just did. Period." Selena who is seated on the chair infront me stopped munching her food and started laughing heartily that people from the other tables cannot help but take quick glances at us. "Love you say? Oh, please Jill! Stop giving mo those cheesy and hyper unrealistic lines you get from too much watching of romantic movies and stuff. They don't happen! Love my ass!" And then she laughed again.

She smiles, snuggles closer and I put my hands around her. ‘I love you.’ ‘I love you more.’ ‘I love you so much.’ ‘I love you so much more.’ ‘I love you so freaking much.’ ‘I love you so freaking much more.’ Yes, we are silly and we like saying these things to each other. We are in love and we are allowed to be like that. People who are not in love can just

Wendy looked confused. She didn't understand why I asked her that. I continued, "If you love me, why have you never once prepared a gift for me on your own accord? If you love me, why have you always refused to take vacations with me? If you love me, why would you get pregnant with another man's baby and even do a wedding photoshoot with him? "I'm human, you know. My heart hurts and bleeds just like everyone else's. If this is what it means to be loved by you, then I'm sorry, but it's not for me."

Our rapid breathing had slowed down now and our naked bodies were limply lying against each other. "I love you," I said and raised my head to stare at him. "I mean it. Don't leave me. Even if somewhere in the future, you decide that I am too annoying or too stubborn or too bossy for you, don't leave me." "Are you kidding me? I love you because you are annoying and stubborn and bossy. I don't love you despite all that, I love you because of them. I love you, all of you, and don't you dare think otherwise," he said and my heart warmed up at his words.

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Five Years Ago, January: Dear Diary, each passing day is becoming more and more difficult for me. I just can’t forget the things he said to me after reading that letter. The first thing he asked me was, “why?” He asked me why I loved him. Does that even makes sense? Is there ever a reason why we love someone the way we do? Is it even under my control? Couldn’t he see that, with every day that passed, after that first conversation of ours, that I felt something? I fell for him. Head over heels. He made me feel special, made me feel like he cared about me, and I loved him for it. We’ve spent so many days together, and I now realize that I spent those days in a lie of my own manufacturing. I wa

I confessed, my cheeks warming. "And that's not just because the man protected you. It's because you love that man," he said firmly, and I was taken aback. "What?!" I exclaimed, stunned. "The reason you made me happy is because you're funny and interesting, but that's not the only reason, considering how cold-hearted I am," he suddenly declared. "What's the other reason?" I asked, barely breathing. "I also find myself harboring feelings for you,”

I have nothing to do and it's boring because he doesn't talk much. "If you love me why did you lie to me, if you love me why is this happening to me, if you love me why don't you make a way for us, if you love me why can't I feel it. If you love me Why aren't we happy? Zion I love you, we love each other but we are in a situation where we feel only pain. Zion it is not love. " I said consistently.