I Was Meant To Be Yours Lyrics Novels & Stories

I’m yours. I was stunned. ***** Soundtrack for the next chapter is “The Wreck of Our Hearts” by Sleeping Wolf.

~I want to breathe, I hate this night I want to wake up, I hate this dream I'm trapped inside of myself and I'm dead Don't wanna be lonely Just wanna be yours~ -(BTS) Save Me --- --- --- --- --- "You are home sire." "I am." "And you are late." "Indeed." "And you seem rather flustered." "I do- what?" "Your cheeks sire. You are red as the red moon." "No I'm not.” "Yes you are."

It's obvious you're meant for me Every piece of you it just fits perfectly every second every thought I'm in so deep But I'll never show it on my face But we know this we got a love that is homeless Why can't you hold me in the street why cant i kiss you on the dance floor I wish that it could be like that why can't we be like that cause Im yours Why can't I say I'm in love I want to shout it from the rooftops I wish that it could be like that Why can't it be like that Cause I'm yours

🎼 The day I met you, I knew, I belong to you And only you 🎵 You put my body on fire and ice While your touch makes the butterflies alive. 🎼 I belong to you baby.. Just come to me, Relish and cherish me.. 🎵 I want you to feel my body Ignite the fire and then calm it down Because I belong to you. I'm only yours to be touch. 🎼🎼 Without you, I'm nothing And I promise to be yours Forever.. 🎶 My heart my, soul, my body, Remains to you.. And I'll never be anyone's else But only yours to be..

When we pulled back, we stared into each other’s eyes like we were the only ones existing in this world. He was my world. Just like I was his. “I’m yours,” I said, a smile crossing my lips. “You’re mine,” he echoed. “Like I’m yours.”

But I just sat there, numb, watching the streetlights flicker and wondering how I could have been so blind. My phone buzzed in my pocket. Marcus's name flashed on the screen. I declined the call. It buzzed again. Declined. A third time. Declined. A text came through from Chloe: "Vi, please talk to me. I can't lose you. You're everything to me." I read it and felt nothing. Then a message from Marcus: "I'm coming to find you. Don't do anything stupid."

“By the way, I think it's a waste of time that you're sleeping there alone, and I'm here alone too while I know that what you want most is to lie in my arms. Why don't you ignore everyone and let it happen? Be a little selfish sometimes. Can't you see we were made for each other? You belong here with me.” “I would do that, but only if you were born again,” I said, hung up on him before he could say anything else, and blocked him again to make sure he wouldn't try to call me. “Thinking straight, even if you were born again, Jason Davies.”

said Sherly sincerely. "I love you more. You are only mine, and I would risk anything to protect what is mine, it will always be that way."

Verse 1: When you settled down with your one true love, it really hurt so bad, But now I know that the best decision I made was letting you go, I never realized how much I hated the merry-go-round you put me on, I moved mountains without you, Rising up a thousand times without you and realizing that your relevance has always Been a mirage, Bridge: I'm sticking to the plan that says I can do anything, Which includes being the love of my life, Hell, I can love myself! Chorus: This is my message to you, You can stand alone and watch me fly, Because now I know the truth that I wished I knew back then, And now that you see the real me, you're in love, But it's too bad that I've found a new lover,

“She was begging me, Tristan. She was terrified. She thought I could stop you.” Tristan exhaled, shaking his head. “She came to the wrong person, then.” Florence’s stomach twisted. “So, that’s it? You don’t care?” His eyes locked onto hers, intense and unyielding. “I care about what’s mine.” Florence froze. “What’s yours?” she echoed, her heart pounding. Tristan stepped closer, his presence overwhelming. “You,” he said simply. “You are mine, Florence.” A shiver ran down her spine. Not out of fear—but something else. Something she didn’t want to name.