I'm Not Gonna Write You A Love Song Novels & Stories

My mom calls me on Friday. "Don't forget to attend the family dinner tomorrow. Your brother loves shrimps, so you should buy more of those at the seafood market in the southern district. "Your sister-in-law loves lamb chops. Why don't you go scour for more in the eastern district? Also, your nephew loves imported strawberries, so you mustn't forget them now." I say yes to everything. But as soon as I end the call, I see a new message in the family's group chat. "I already told Alan the things that we love to eat. It's hard for you all to earn money, so you shouldn't buy anything at all." One second later, the message is swiftly deleted. Still, the sight renders me stunned. I've been

She was just glad that she was part in developing something that she could call her own. Shane was in his room and looked at his phone. There was a week until the talent competition, so he was buzzing with excitement. He already composed a song well in advance. The only thing he would have to do was upload it on LincDen. The song was titled ‘The First Dance’ and it was a Pop song, specifically dedicated to his first dance with Maddie which hasn’t even happened yet.

“April, it seems you are taking this a little too far.” “How do you mean?” She folded her arms, her face wearing a frown. “We are only having fun, April,” I said, my eyes boring into hers. “Whatever idea you might be having in that little head of yours needs to be done away with.” Her expression tightened. “So that's all I am to you? Fun?” I said nothing. She gave a bitter laugh. “Two months, Damian. Two fucking months, and you still look at me like I'm some temporary distraction.”

With all my love and fire, — O.J 💌 P.S. If you ever feel like screaming into your pillow about these two, or crying over the pages, just know… I’m probably doing the same while writing them. We’re in this together.

Nothing like, I miss you? He is not just distant, but cold to me now. How can I dare confess my feelings to him with such an attitude? I didn't like that crazy idea of Sheryl, but now I am sure it's a bad idea. An absurd one, for that matter! In addition, I haven't been able to compose even a single song. I have been so absorbed with taking care of the girls and my sister that I have failed to spare time for my music. The issue with Deep is slowly taking away my ability to even think properly. My mind is a total mess. I have lost interest in almost everything, including music, which was my world. How can I compose a song when I am in the midst of a heartbreak crisis? Leave alone writing; I d

What you have done to me It's not me I'm sure it's not me You're not a perfect match for me you're bad and cruel But who knows you're the most pain baring person Your pain is vulnerable Your pain is invisible You're not the person whom you're portraying to the world You're a kid craving true love to mend your heart I will be your guardian angel in your life of hell I will be light to your dark soul I will mend your heart with a ray of hope called love I love your aggression I love the way you dominate me At the same time, I love the way you care for me Let me guide you to overcome yourself Let me become a flower in your heart of thorns Am I in love with you Yes I'm in love with you I love yo

Suddenly, she waved her phone excitedly in front of me, relaying the latest trending news. "Holly! You've finally cleared your name! Everyone online feels bad for you. They're calling you a strong, independent woman. And Elliot, he's different from before. Do you think he actually loves you now? Oh, by the way, he added me on Facebook. He's been asking about you. Should I tell him the truth?" I froze for a moment. Something stirred in my heart, but it quickly calmed down. I shook my head. What did it matter whether he loved me or not? I had left the Cox family behind, and I had no intention of looking back.

That isn't words Like a song he wrote, that's never heard Don't you When you get home You barely recognize the pictures they put in a frame 'Cause you shed your modesty Don't circle the track Take what you have And leave your skin on the floor Don't you shy away Manifest a ceiling when you shy away Searching for that feeling Just like an "I love you" That isn't words Like a song he wrote, that's never heard When I get home Boy, you better not be there, you're long gone Shed your modesty Don't circle the track Just break the cycle in half And leave your skin on the floor Don't you shy away Manifest a ceiling when you shy away Searching for that feeling Just like an "I love you" That isn't wor

No matter when, No matter where, No matter how, Don't you ever think That I don't love you still. I gasp. He knew. He knew that he might not be able to say it outloud, so he wrote it for me. My breath hitches in my throath and I smile like I haven't smiled in so long.

A list of songs that go through my head when writing this book Dandelions by Ruth B What do you mean by Justin Beiber Can you hold me by NF ft Britt Nicole Time by NF That way by Tate McRae Six feet under by Billie Eillish Hurt you by The weekend ft Gesaffelstein I hate you, I love you by Olivia O’Brien ft Gnash Euphoria by Jungkook of BTS Love song by Rihanna ft Future We don’t talk anymore by Charlie Puth ft Selena Gomez