I Can Love Me Better Novels & Stories

"xavier i love you and i can,t live a second without you if you think by letting me go you are giving me better life them you are not . i have done wrong i know but i will not let you go i didn,t marry you so that when i found some fault in you i will not stand by you but leave ... i said to him with anger and were crying alot . he still didn,t made move. "i love you and i will not leave you , no matter what! if you have flaws or i have, we will make it better and you don,t have to bring me close to my lord i will do it for you, i am not that weak that you will hurt my iman but i will also make your iman more strong and that is my promise ." he jerked me towrds his hard chest and my lips

“You think you’re the better man?” “I don’t have to be better. Just not you.”

I just want to make this better. I just want my boyfriend back.

He kneeled in front of me as he cries begging me. "Why? How could you still love me despite the things I did to you?" "Because I love you no matter what kind of person you are. I don't care what happened in the past, just be with me... Please, I'm begging you." "Waaah, waaah," The sound of a baby crying. "I have a child now, will you be able to accept her? Will you be able to love her like your own? No, right?" "I can! And I will love your child like my own blood, just come back to me!"

Even my friends had noticed it. I pretend to be dumbfounded and ask, "What is it?" He closes his eyes for a moment and says, "I've always admired the way you treat people especially because you've been so nice to me even though I have done something wrong to you. It was your good heart that made me want you to become mine. I love the way you laugh when I make a joke and I definitely miss the way how we used to be. What I want to say is I love you, Taylor."

Aria teased. Philip flushed. “Aria… do you still believe in love?” Aria went silent, turning to look out the window at the sky. Blue skies, free-floating clouds… that had been her dream during those six months in prison. Freedom. But now that she was truly free, her heart no longer had a home. “I don’t know,” she murmured. “Maybe… I just haven’t met someone who can make my heart race again. Not with this body… Who could ever love someone like me?”

“Get some rest. I’ll clean up.” I really wondered what would’ve happened to me if they hadn’t loved me so much after I was diagnosed with depression and borderline personality disorder, weeks after Todd and I broke up. I was a little dramatic when I was little and so I wasn’t getting much attention from Mama. After I was diagnosed of that, I guess she stopped loving me. And when I thought Papa and Ray would also neglect me, they didn’t, I owe a lot to them. “Alright, I want you to stay close to me and please fake a smile. I know you’re not happy but please do it for me. Before you realise, all this will over.”

Tell me what more I should do to make you see that I love you and care about you , trust me , me being married to him is for your own good . I only wanted a life for you and I wanted you to be happy , don’t hate me for that . Maybe if you had watched me over the years , then you could have seen that I really did love you with everything that I gave in me . You are literally the best thing that has ever happened to me and I swear to the moon goddess that I love you even more than you can ever imagine . You standing here and looking at me like I’m some kind of enemy isn’t what I wanted for my own daughter .

But none of them managed to reach out to my cold heart. None of them brought such kind of happiness and excitement as Elaine brought to my life. She straightened my bent world. Light up the darkness that has dominated my heart for the past twenty-eight years. Above all that, she gave me a reason to become a better man. Even though I knew a lot of things about what was going on recently, I still chose to be with her - I love her. And I am willing to do everything to win over her heart - even if it involves killing.

The quiet of a woman who had run out of the specific instruments she usually reached for and was sitting without them and did not entirely know what to do with her hands. "I love you," I said. She looked at me. "I will always love you," I said. "That is not something you can take from me by doing what you did. It is not conditional on your behavior and it never has been and it never will be. You are my sister and I love you and that is simply true." She opened her mouth. "But," I said. She closed it.