Novel & Cerita Is Love Fleeting

I bowed sincerely before slipping out. Fortunately, I made it in time. Today was Valentine’s Day and the flower shop was bustling. I only needed to collect payments because I didn't know how to do anything else yet. Although the shop was small, the owner was skilled, and customers came in continuously to buy flowers. However, I never expected to run into an "old acquaintance" here. Yasmin Foukner walked in, laughing and chatting with James. Her arms were wrapped around with his. Yasmin was the girlfriend James brought back years ago.

A single tear slipped from the corner of my eye and fell onto the withered petals. In the end, Julia and I had nothing left but a love that bloomed too briefly and faded too soon. The End.

The horses racing inside my heart immediately disappeared, as well as the butterflies flying inside my stomach, like a bubble that disappeared. The thrill I felt earlier, now replaced by pain! Jiro courted me for six months and before I answered him, I assured myself that I really loved him. So I answered him one day. And during those six months, when I found out that I loved him, I immediately thought of things about us. Just like what our endearment will be. And because I really liked the 'hubby' and 'wife' endearment that is what we want to call them but they don't seem to want to said Jiro, then!

“Okay, then explain it to me again, because from what I remember you telling me about it, it’s just about how like love is like a sticky note.” “Close,” I begin explaining, “he said that love can be written on crumpled stationery, written on sticky notes wedged between the pages of a book or stuck on a fridge door, or baked into the edges of a chiffon cake. The point is that love takes different forms but the common thing about is that people like talking about it. Kind of like how we always end up interacting with it in some way, and we are all obsessed with it on some sort of level.”

When have I ever smiled when talking about love instead of frowning at it? That's how it is with Sarah and Kamila, but the truth is, I can't imagine feeling that way. At least not forever. It seems like something from books, not real life. For me, love is very... fleeting. As if one bad action or word is enough to turn into anger, enmity, hatred, contempt. Suddenly, love has conditions and limits, when before people talked as if it had no limits. I don't see the point.

He whispered. "So am I...Always and forever." I whispered back. He glanced at my lips and came closer to kiss me. I heard the applause and screams of the people around us, especially since Chris didn’t immediately let go of the kissed. Love is beyond dating, kissing, and making love. It's all about everything. Love can endure anything. It has the ability to forgive whatever mistakes you have committed. Love gives light to the heart that has been swallowed by the darkness. It will showed you the light of a new hope for love.

As time progresses and the years accumulate, the memories of this youthful ardor remain etched in the heart's most sacred chambers. The desire of young love is an unquenchable thirst, an ache that only the presence of the beloved can satisfy. It's the yearning for stolen moments, whispered confessions, and the intoxicating feeling of being close to the one who holds your heart. Every touch, every stolen kiss, and every whispered "I love you" are etched into the very fabric of your existence.

A flicker of surprise crossed his face before he frowned deeply and shook his head. "You don’t know what love is, trust me, this infatuation with me is not love. One day both of us will wake up and realise that that was all it was… a fleeting moment of infatuation." He ran his fingers through my hair, slight tugging on my braids and threading his fingers into my locks at the nape of my neck. "Don’t add meaningless names to this Yileyna, because in the end, it's only going to hurt you."

The flowers whispered their secrets of love and destiny, their petals trembling with the weight of the moment, as if they too knew that our lives were on the brink of irrevocable change. I searched Chloe's eyes, willing her to see the sincerity of my intentions, the depth of my love that transcended time and space. In that fleeting moment, the world around us faded into insignificance, leaving only the two of us standing amidst the blooms and shadows, our hearts laid bare before each other.