How Will I Love Novels & Stories

"I.. I feel something for her but I still can't pinpoint it. She's something, aside from you, she saw the trouble in my eyes. When she's looking at me, I feel like she's seeing the whole real me. I don't know, have I gone crazy already? I want her, I need her and I don't know why. When I'm with her, this stupid zoo inside my stomach won't stop, that's cringe, I know. When I'm not with her, I keep on looking forward to seeing her again. What is this, monkey?" "You're in love with her." She frankly answered "Oh holy shit! Lalisa Song is in love again." I rolled my eyes on her, she's exaggerating things again "I'm not in love. For Pete's sake! I just met her days ago." "Nope, you met her months

I can't bear it if there's something bad happened to her. I will not let something terrible happen to her. Absolutely not. Especially now that I have admitted to myself that I love her. I looked for her everywhere but I couldn't really find her. Where is that woman now? When I see her, I will punish her for making me worried. I will give her tight hugs and kisses. I was suddenly surrounded by what I thought. So this is what love is like. It makes someone corny.

“I’ll always love you.” As the candlelight flickered around us, I closed my eyes, willing the universe to hear my plea. “Please, just come back to me. I can’t be without you. I won’t survive this.” But the room remained silent, echoing back my desperate words, a haunting reminder of the love I had lost.

Big Hug. When I love you, I will trust you blindly. I will believe all your promises. I will not doubt it when you express how you feel for me. I will understand more than you tried to explain when you mess up. I will say sorry to myself from your side. I will forgive you. I will open my arms again. I will love you the same, again. That’s how stupid I become when I love someone. It’s idiotic, I know. But it’s also pure, so pure that it hurts my heart for loving someone with so much purity.

I released the grip and exhaled a long drag from the smoke. He chuckled in amusement. His eyes never leaving and finally said, “perfect smoke on a bad weather with perfect partner.” Seeing this man I remembered the fatal flaw my grandma created. My grandma's will would unlock when I get married. I don't need an empire, but I do need a back up plan. In case the empire I left for them to enjoy, they suddenly decided to come onto me. To destroy me. Then I asked slowly, “Hey are you married?”

She can't sense any sadness from her voice anymore. From the moon, she turned her gaze to the stars. Every time she does this she always remembers a song for the person you love so much that you can no longer see again. It is a song by FM Static, the song title is Tonight. Then she hummed it on her mind, "Never thought not having you here would hurt so much....Tonight I've fallen and I can't get up, I need your loving hands to come and pick me up, and every night I miss you, I can just look up, and know the stars are holding you, holding you tonight." "She's with the stars now, right mom?" She smiled forcely and turned to her mother.

I love you, and I will always do, until the end of time. You’ve lit a fire in me. It’s a passion that grows with each passing day. Just when I think I get used to my love for you, you’ll do something small and amazing. Maybe you’ll make me laugh, or say something so smart it makes me see the world in a new way, and suddenly there it is again—that rush of emotion, of love, that comes over me so swiftly it’s like a wildfire in my soul. I hope you know how much you mean to me, how much I love you, and how excited I am to walk through this life with you.

I don't like other people calling me a sweetie or any other nickname; I just like it when he does it, when he did it. Damn, why do I miss him? Why do I miss his voice, the way he looked at me, his gestures, his hugs, his kisses, all his cute caresses and nicknames he told me? I don't want to miss him, I don't want to feel I don't want anything with him, I don't want to remember "Are you all right?" He asks, somewhat confused and also upset at my expression.

Fear came naturally after that. Control became everything. Control meant predictability. Clean decisions. No surprises. It helped me forget the chaos Rose and her sister dragged into our world. Almost. There was one memory that refused to fade. Zena. Even thinking her name tightened something in my chest. Years had passed, yet her face remained sharp in my mind, her voice lingering in memories I never invited back. It irritated me more than I wanted to admit. I never figured out what she had been to me. Love felt too soft for something that unsettled me this deeply. Hate felt dishonest. Attraction felt too small for the weight she carried inside my head.

"Hailey, I want to thank you for saving me earlier. I appreciate that you realized the need to let me know that Dad was coming home. Mitchell and I are not 'lovers' but I think I'm in love with the guy. We did do some serious petting tonight, but nothing below the waist. I am not on the pill, and I'm sure he'd be an incredible lover.