It Has Always Been You Novels & Stories

"I will always come for you baby. Always. No matter what happens or where you are I will find you." "I know Mommy," Peter said quietly. "I kept telling myself that. I kept saying Mommy will come. Mommy always comes." Tears filled my eyes again. I pulled Peter into a hug and held him tight. "That's right. I will always come for you. Always."

"All of you, no matter what did happen in my life. all of you is the one who always is with me. Sometimes, there was something that I want to face by myself. I say to you that you shouldn't get involved in my problems. But, you didn't agree with it. All of you... still wants to help me."

"It's her problem, not mine." "How long have you known?" "I've always known. While you're gone, the guys say that since you met Sofia, you've been lost in thought, which I can't corroborate for sure because even though I see you this lost, I thought that's how you were, since Sofia and I you met me on the same day." 'That's true' I think.

"For staying. For fighting. For choosing me, over and over, even when everything seemed determined to tear us apart." "Always," he said simply, and the word settled deep and permanent in my chest, a promise I trusted completely, finally, without a single trace of doubt remaining.

“Not for me alone. But with you. Always with you.” The corners of his mouth twitched, a flicker of something almost tender breaking through the usual intensity. “Always,” he echoed, the word almost a vow, almost a promise. And in that simple utterance, Evelynn felt the fragile certainty she clung to—something real, something enduring amidst the chaos that surrounded them.

“I can’t, Ty. That’s you. It’s always been you.” “It could be you too, Ryder,” he said, his voice steady.

Never Again 🌷 “Don't break me again I am delicate Please, don't break my heart Trust me I've been broken before…” -Ali Gatie, It's You ~•~ "It works like this, your daddy says you need to have soup, so here's the deal, every time you have a spoon of soup, you get a bonus card with a surprise in it which you can receive when you get better." I smiled, and his eyes shone in excitement while looking at his father for permission.

Dalton pulled me in for a kiss. "I fucking love you", he said after pulling back from the kiss. "I love you and will love you till I die. Always you", I pecked his lips. The end. ***

𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐭..

And on the floor of our children's room, in the ordinary and extraordinary texture of a Tuesday afternoon, two people who had found each other through everything said the truest things available to them in the voices that existed only for each other. I love you. Always remember that. Always. The word settling into the room. Into the life. Into the permanent, structural, foundational place where the things that are always true live. Always.