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she said truthfully. "That our relationship will fail like the last time?" She nodded. He cupped her face with his hands. "I know we may not have the perfect compatibility." he said softly. He took a step closer, his eyes pleading. "But what we have is something deeper. We love each other, even if we sometimes fail to understand one another. Our love is real. And with it, we can face our flaws together. Because the truth is, I can’t find peace without you by my side. No matter how difficult things get, I'll never leave you again... I can't live without you, Angel." his voice cracked slightly as he continued, "And whenever we feel like giving up... we’ll look at our kids. They will remind us

"Ella honey, please at least finish half of my lasagna? it's a very small portion..." "And can you answer him this time?" Jacqueline asked looking worried at the same time. I haven't said a word since I woke up and looked at my empty wall, the day after Brice break my heart and squished my existence into nothingness. I can't believe I loved you. I can't believe I loved you. I can't believe I loved you. His words still float and often made me dizzy every time my chest feels the sheer pressure and my tears fall showing them what a loser I am.

She yelled in my face but she wasn't done "I hate it. I hate you-----" be still my heart "----I hate love, and most importantly I hate loving you!. I hate it so much, it destroys me, it wrecks me, it fucking ruins me, yet I can't fucking stop, I can't fucking stop! I'm addicted to you and I need to stop, I need everything to stop, I need every-fucking-thing to stop, because I hate loving you, loving you disgusts me, I disgusts myself. I hate loving you"

It was like he was going to cry and this thought was enough to tear my heart apart. He loves me? He does? He said he adored me before, but I thought that was a thing in the past. Now, he just said that he loves me... “ I love you so much that it hurts me every moment to be away from you. ” He whispered as his eyes slowly started turning cold.

Was I just a piece of toy to play, for him? “You say it like you had never been hurt by the people whom had loved you. This world has created such rainbow and unicorn illusions of love, that you forget one thing —pain comes with happiness. They are not separate, just affect one differently. If you love someone and that person reciprocates it, they are bound to get hurt in the process,”

I'm staring at my laptop screen, rereading the last few paragraphs of the chapter that I've ever written. "It didn't really hurt that you chose her over me in the first place. I knew the moment I whispered the word "love" into your ear, you'd walk away from me, and it didn't bother me in the least. It didn't hurt at all — because the hurt is a word that can be said in a split second, and what I was feeling was nowhere near that level of pain. You didn't mean any harm to me at all. Inflicted more than wounds that I would be able to treat not in a heartbeat but over the course of several seasons if I had to. Despite the fact that you barely scratched my skin, you inadvertently scathed my unpro

It feels like the most impossible thing to love someone who’s tied to your pain. But I do. I love him. And I wish I could ask you what to do. I miss you so much it physically hurts some days. Like I can’t catch my breath. But deep down, somewhere, I hope you’re proud of me. I’m still standing, Mom. Wobbly, messy, a little broken… but I’m here. I love you. Always. Your girl.

"I love you" "I love you"

But maybe this is still not the right time. Please always remember that I love you very much. Missing you every day, my one and only. - Infinity

And of course I give her what she wants. I remain still, letting her take as much as she needs, letting her drink from me until she’s filled, until my lips are swollen and puffy. “I love you.” She whispers against me. “I love you so much it hurts. You know that r-right? You know I love you with all my heart, don’t you?” Her voice breaks and so does the last surviving fragment of my heart. I will never get tired of hearing her say she loves me. Those three words heal my damaged soul every single time.