It's My Love Story Mga Nobela at Kwento

🌿20🌿 🌿Lucas’s POV🌿 “You what? Jesus Christ! Since when did it start, man?” Mario asked really surprised. I sighed deeply, shook my head. “I honestly don’t know when it started. Maybe when I was dating Daniella, and she started getting jealous. I don’t know.” Mario laughed. “Love is sure a strange thing, you know. Sometimes, it just comes out of the blues.” I looked at Mario and smiled. “Are you in love you? With Octavia?”

“And then, one not-so-very special day, I went to my typewriter, I sat down, and I wrote this story. A story about a time, a story about a place, a story about the people. But above all things, a story about love. A love that will live forever.” —From Moulin Rouge

-Miriam, I never forgot you, my love for you grows more every day, I, I was forced to get married, I left like that because if I said goodbye to you, I could never leave you, that's why I left you like that, you don't know after that everything got complicated while I didn't see you, and from time to time I heard from you, there was no problem, but after this night that I saw you so beautiful, in me awoke that love and desire for you, I love you, tell me, when you make love with him, you feel the same as you felt for me, when he kisses and hugs you, you feel the same as you felt with me, I am sure that as I made love to you, he did not make love to you, because you did not wait for me, you h

It added even more to my pain; my vision was getting blurry from my tears and the pain in my head. "You'll apologize, but you won't listen to me again." He took a few steps toward me and touched my cheeks, wiping away the tears. I sobbed and leaned into his touch, wanting this warmth from him. I can't see his face anymore in my hazy state, but this is enough for me. "Do you even really love me?" he asked, gently stroking my cheeks with his thumb. Still, tears keep falling down my cheeks. "Of course, Zach, I love you so much. I answered him weakly, almost instinctively.

I said looking at the moon. "True.." he said. "Siddharth..." "Hmmm..." he hummed while pushing my hair on one shoulder and put his chin on my shoulder. "You know once I told you that I want mine story is different feom others and want everyone remember it. See... our love story is different from others. It's different that we can make another movie on our love story." I said. He chuckled softly and said, "Indeed Our love story is unique and pure." Yes, our love story is unique and pure.

Was it really an accident or something else? Misti's parents fell in love with each other when they first met in the past and they had a fairytale-like love story. Misti is fascinated by the love story of her parents and she wants the same for her life but she does not know that everyone's life is not the same and her love story will be a lot different than her parents'. But she did not know that her parents had faced a very challenging situation in the past but they overcame it with their love and faith in each other.

“You don’t even know who he is. He told me that he hated having you in his family. How you appeared from nowhere and tried to take his parents away from him.” “You lying b---h!” Luyando shouted. “Tula would never say that!” “Oh but he did!” Natasha shouted. “You think he liked having you in their house but it was just pity. You keep holding on to the idea that he might one day tell you that he loves you…because how can he not when he accepted you into his life so easily? But that was never love. It was pity!” “Tulani loves me!” Luyando shouted back. “He just doesn’t want to admit it because he knows it would break his mother’s heart.”

'If you know the person you love doesn't care about you, stay away from that person.' 'If you know you're not getting love from the person you love, set yourself free.' 'If you can't handle the anguish you're feeling because of the person you love, embrace the truth and start over.' The light from the full moon shines on my face. As a result of the frigid air contacting my skin, I get a shiver. The insects' chirping reaches my ears, and the rest of the surroundings are so peaceful that it puts me at ease.

Injecting the air pods in my ears I clicked on the play button. The song by Taylor Swift "love story" started to play........ We were both young when I first saw you. I close my eyes and the flashback starts: I'm standing there On a balcony in summer air. "Marry me, Juliet. You'll never have to be alone I love you, and that's all I really know. I talked to your dad. Go pick out a white dress. It's a love story. Baby, just say 'Yes'."

HAHAHA "she said and left my room Me?! will be hit by love? What's that? Gosh, that love is just an illusion! Everything won't last long, starting with our parents, if they really love each other they won't separate especially since they have children. They can make way to bring love in their relationship, but they didn't. Because the love of one of them fade! See? That love won't last. Bitter if bitter, but I find it hard to believe in such thing. As of now, I’m just staring at my phone and I don’t know what to do. It's also boring to sleep all day. When I chat with my friends, they just say they're busy, so I don't chat them again.