Novel & Cerita I Want To Feel In Love

I am in love with my Athena,Being in love with you means I am in 7th heaven , This reality is so much better than dreams and I feel the need to pinch myself time to time again and again thinking all this he closes his eyes and went into a deep slumber

' The 'too' in ' I love you ' makes me feel that I am saying it as an obligation and not because I want to. I hope we will stay like this forever. Loving each other. Craving for each other. *****

To see if she can feel what’s happening between us. I’m terrified to say it, to tell her I’m falling in love with her. I use my body to convey what my mouth can’t. She has to know; she has to see that this isn’t just fucking, it’s making love.

“But most of all hyung, love is not an idea, it is something that you can feel. Never be in love with the idea that you are still in love with the person.” These words from Stefano keep playing in my mind like music. Am I?

“I'm sorry all these are happening right now, you're having a hard time as well,I don't know what to do to relieve you of it even a little bit “ She looked at me, from my mask I could see her smile dryly. She wasn't lively today, she wasn't her true self. “I know what you've got to do to make me happy “ I became curious. “And what would that be?” She grinned a little.. “Make Love to me,I know this is just a ten night thing but I don't want sex Rick,I don't want the rush of adrenaline because I want to become pregnant,I want to feel loved,I want to be touched, caressed like every man would do to a woman.. please “

It's the feeling of your heart skipping a beat at the mere sight of that special someone, the electric charge that runs through your veins when your fingers touch, and the rush of excitement that makes the world seem like a playground of endless possibilities. Desire in the throes of young love is like a firecracker on the Fourth of July, a burst of energy and fervor that consumes every thought and action. It's the longing for stolen glances, secret rendezvous, and whispered confessions in the moonlight. Every moment spent together is a treasure, every stolen kiss a taste of paradise.

I don't like other people calling me a sweetie or any other nickname; I just like it when he does it, when he did it. Damn, why do I miss him? Why do I miss his voice, the way he looked at me, his gestures, his hugs, his kisses, all his cute caresses and nicknames he told me? I don't want to miss him, I don't want to feel I don't want anything with him, I don't want to remember "Are you all right?" He asks, somewhat confused and also upset at my expression.

I asked curiously sipping my vodka and feeling it's burn. "Love...I don't know what to tell you man. All I know is when you feel it, you know it's there. When I first felt it I was shocked, and I knew I was doomed. Not in a bad way though, I just started wanting things I've never wanted before. I started wanting marriage, with her and her alone, I wanted to have kids, no, more accurately I wanted whatever she wanted, because making her happy became my ultimate goal. That and so much more is the feeling of being in love." Vince's voice was thick with slight inebriation, he sipped more of his drink before he got up to leave while patting my shoulder.

He said. "You mean I will force her to love me back?" "Its not what I mean, sometimes our heart can say yes instantly if we love that someone or not. Just make her feel that she was very special to you. Every woman likes it." He said. "But how? I'm just new to love." I said. "Everyone is also new to love. Okay let me ask you one thing." He said then he thinks first. "What?" I asked while waiting him to speak again.

I can not understand anything going on. "Keep an eye on these people." I got up and left, to my home. The house is cold and so empty. It's only a day we both confessed our love to each other. I planned to have some fun. Be happy for once, even though I can't guarantee my life, she went missing. My chest feels empty, like a spare space, I feel like my head is unstable, all my veins fail to carry my blood. There's only one way I can get these out of my head... I need to think straight.