I Just Want Someone To Love Me Mga Nobela at Kwento

How to make me feel wanted and not feel alone. “I love you too,” ***** UNEDITED

So twisted I don’t even know who I am anymore when I look in the mirror. My chest heaved, and I whispered into the suffocating quiet of the car, the words trembling but honest, raw, too sharp to hold in any longer. “I just want to feel love… even if it’s just by one person.”

I've learned how to be better with it. Even without somebody else to make me feel loved. Because why would I need someone when I can already do that myself?

We kiss her and hug her before we leave the room. We came to my room and the nurse gave me my medicines and leave us after. "So what's the plan, when we get back?" Tee ask me. "Tell me your plan first" I said to him. "I will still pursue my dreams, just like mother Natalia" Tee said to me. "And what is it?" I ask him. "To be a singer or an actor" Tee said to me with a smile. "That's good bro, by the way grandma Alice offer me a job when we get back, so don't worry I will support you until you reach your dreams!" I said to him

"What do you want?" Alexander looks at me. "I want you to meet him. I want him to see that I am not alone anymore. That I found someone who loves me even though I am difficult and closed off and terrible at letting people in. I want him to see that his choices did not ruin me. That I am capable of being loved. That I am capable of loving someone back."

He says, and I gulp, fighting the tears as I bite my bottom lip. I nod my head. All I have ever wanted was to be loved. To know I’m not a mistake, or a fuck up. That I belong to people who think I’m special. Not just to do a job or because of who I come from. But for me, for someone to see me, truly see me. To see my raw, damaged soul and to not run away when shit gets tough, but to hold me and tell me they love me and want to be with me. Can I really have that? Is it too much to ask? Am I not worthy of that?

A bitter chuckle left my lips. “Life is not the same that people see. Even though I have many people in my life I don't have someone who will love me fiercely. I don't want to admit it but I will say I really want someone to love me. Hold me tightly in his arms where I will feel safe. I want someone in my life for whom I will try to get home earlier. I want to be loved. But at the same time I feared to be broken again. I feared being betrayed again.”

He could leave again. Maybe he just wanted to feel me one last time. Maybe he was just chasing the memory of us. Or maybe he was lonely. I pressed the heels of my palms against my eyes, as if that would stop the tears. “No one wants me.” The words slipped out without thinking. “They just need something to fix a hole inside them. Someone to forget something else. I’m just… temporary.” A tear rolled down the side of my face. “I want someone who wants me. Just me. Not someone else’s shadow. Not someone else’s replacement.”

‘No, you are not hard to be loved,’ my rational self says, ‘You just don’t want to be loved. Her answer infuriates me. I mean, is there anyone out there who doesn’t want to be loved? I mean, who wouldn’t want to be loved? Name a person who doesn’t want to be loved. It’s not like I planned all of these things to happen to me. All my life all I ever wanted was for someone to think that I am not just the twin of the Chosen Mage. That I am not just a best friend. That my presence meant so much more than just being an accessory to their life that they needed for a while.

She didn't like how hypocritical she was. "Krystie, can we talk, I know you are angry with me, but I'm here to say sorry, I didn't mean to do that, I just like Alex so much, that's why I did that, can't you just leave him to me, I love him so much and he also loves me! "