Novel & Cerita I Don T Need Love

Out of a sudden, He took one of my earpieces out and fitted his earpiece to my ear. The song that was played in his playlist... "What if I told you that I love you Would you tell me that you love me back? What if I told you that I miss you Would you tell me that you miss me back?" He looked at me like he needed an answer. I looked away and hid my smile. He held my hands when the lyrics go like... "What if I told you that I need you Would you tell me that you need me, yeah?" I took away mine from him.

Sandra's ex-boyfriend had cancer, yet he still found the energy to keep pestering her. So I anonymously sent him a sum of money to make him leave her alone. But when Sandra found what I'd done, she threw the bank card in my face and shouted, "Why would you humiliate a dying man with money? He's already pitiful enough!" I looked at her calmly. "You're my wife. You shouldn't be worrying about another man."

Something that is there for a moment and gon the next. The whole thing is completely pointless. I was born into a family that was deprived of these kinds of thing. My father didn’t love my mother and the same went for her, that’s what explains that I don’t believe in love. For me, it’s not a necessary thing to live. I count on my skills and mind.

She did not know whether she was crying at her own misery or laughing at his so-called devotion. It was he who had said that not having children did not matter. He had said, “Sweetheart, you’re all I need.” Yet, it was he who climbed into another woman’s bed for the sake of a child. ‘James, is this what you meant when you said you loved me so much you could give up your life?’ Remi questioned. If he truly wanted a child, he could have told her openly. Although it would have hurt her, she would have chosen to divorce him herself and leave him. What he never should have done was claim to love her while secretly creating another family of three with someone else.

“Because all I want is your love, Dillon! I don’t need you to be perfect. And none of what happened to me is your fault! I don’t need you to protect me. I just need you to love me.” “Then why would you assume I needed anything more from you?” Zoe sucked in a sharp breath as the truth of my words hit her square in the chest, but I didn’t stop there. “I don’t need you to protect me from some imaginary death. If not being able to protect me from those monsters makes you weak and unworthy, then we are weak and unworthy together. “I just need you to love me.” I threw her words back at her. “And this sexy body. And your sassy mouth. Okay there’s a list, but you get the point.

What else do I need? 'A man’s love. You need someone to love you, someone willing to start a family with you' My subconscious muttered, and I had to push the thought out of my head. Love? My foot. Haven’t I tried enough? Perhaps because I was never shown love while growing up, I didn’t succeed in winning his heart. I won’t push it anymore. I will take things slowly until I can love again and find someone I don’t need to fight so hard to make mine.

Only fools are lured by love, while I know what I need fitting. It is not love that I need, but power. I want my life to be in a good position and have ease and power. Love will only make things more complicated, and I am not someone who will make love the foundation of my life. More than that, I don't need it. Let's be realistic. The existence of love is just a burden. There's nothing fun about being in love, but rather the self-torture of wanting more and obsessing over something that doesn't even deserve to be obsessed over. Love is too trivial but too troublesome.

I should be angry and throwing a tantrum, but I am surprised and still come and not angry, just a bit disappointed, though. 'Am sorry I didn't tell. I knew you would disagree. You are so proud, but I want you to be okay. Somewhere I can see you every day and know you are really fine. Steph, you know that I care about you so much that you are always on my mind. Life without you is becoming hard for me. I wish you could just give me a chance to be there for you. To love and cherish you. Please say yes to me. Be my girlfriend.'

“Thank you all for your support. This song is very special to me because it is a song that I wrote from personal experience. I hope this song can give strength to those who have experienced unrequited love.” Zavier felt his chest tighten at Nayla's words. He wanted to run up to the stage, hug Nayla and apologize for everything that had happened. If necessary, kneel before her. However, he knew that was impossible. She could only sit and watch from a distance, enduring the pain that continued to eat away at her heart. “Don't ever give up, because you know... out there, there are many beautiful things waiting for you,” she continued and then pressed her hand together to give the audience a lon

And then walked away like she was nothing. That pain in her eyes— it will haunt me. But this is bigger than love. Bigger than destiny. If I want to save my sister, if I want to survive this war, I need to protect myself. The curse can wait.