I Love You Equation Novels & Stories

"Please, share me with the pain inside you. You know it hurts more for me to let you mourn alone. Share everything with me, madness, sadness, and happiness, share them all with me, because I'm happy to share all I have with you. I love you, Ian. " ...

“That you would become so obsessed with me that you do not realize I am standing right in front of you! Was my face all you knew? What the heck, Atlas?!” “Bella—” “Darn it, just shut, Chewy! I’d rather you not speak if you are not going to say my name” I choked on my tears, “Do you even love me?” “What…” Atlas’ jaw hung loose. “Because love is trust, love is recognition. Love doesn’t ask for proof or to be chased after. Love isn’t being constantly put on trial. I just want to be happy, but it seems like you are an equation that will never fit!”

Paige said sadly. " I know Paige and I felt bad when I ran away but what can I do? " I said I was already frustrated. " Hmmm. You should go back to him and tell him you love him too , so the love equation can be balanced " she said and I laughed. " Is love a mathematics that you want to balance? " I asked " Maybe " she said and raised her eyebrows. " Fine I'll do exactly as you've said.. I'll go back to him " I said and she yelled.

It was a three-letter word: “I love you.”

𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂" 𝗍𝗈 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾. 𝖨𝗌n't me being with you proof enough that I love you? 𝖳his pup, in m𝖾, isn't this a symbol of our love? Our creation? 𝖬e choosing you, 𝗐asn't that enough?" 𝗜 𝗯𝗶𝘁 𝗺𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝗽 𝗮𝘀 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘀𝘆 �

Love. END

I love you. *I love you.*

"I love you." •

He wrote out a massive, sprawling, mathematically accurate multi-variable equation, using statistical symbols for time, human error, emotional vulnerability, and isolation, mapping them out across a complex matrix that covered the entire surface of the glass. He finished the final line, stepping back, his chest heaving as he searched her eyes for any sign of forgiveness. "I spent last night writing an algorithm for my life without you, Maya," Julian said, his voice cracking with an intense emotional weight. "The margin of error is absolute. The probability of future happiness is mathematically zero. The syntax is completely broken, and it's giving me a permanent migraine." He held out the bl

He further realizes, "My beloved Olga, I know what you desire, and I also deprive you of it. Love is the greatest gift man has ever had from the Highest, and added to it is power, which God put first when He created the universe because He loves and uses His power to build His kingdom inside our hearts. If we don't receive love and longing from others, we better start to develop this love within ourselves first because we can’t give love to others if we don’t have love first for our own selves. And our power to love ourselves and others will be fulfilled without any pressures, but it will come out freely because we are love.” Eventually, Ethan develops a love for Olga that he tries to put as