Novel & Cerita Its Like A Polaroid Love

He talked about love and how much love can heal a broken mind and soul , stating that if you must love then you must forget all the pains in your heart. "The love you hated could be your perfect love. The love I hated saved me and has mended my heart for good", Harry said in his speech.

It’s been 4 days since I stayed with River. And every single day has been filled with so much love and happiness that it doesn’t even make sense. How could this beautiful woman make me, someone who has admittedly never been in love, feel how I’m feeling. I didn’t think something this wonderful could ever happen for me. Her smile brightens my day, her laugh makes my chest warm, her kisses make my skin tingle. And I know that as soon as she leaves I will inevitably be heartbroken. And after my heart gets broken by her, I don’t think I’ll ever be the same.

Remi and Scarlet are chilling looking at the classroom’s windows before classes start. “So.. did you?” Scarlet asked while fanning herself. “I think you’re right.” “In what exactly?” Scarlet looked bored as she said that. “I think I do have feelings for Chloe,” Remi said with a straight face. “Hmph.” Scarlet was at a loss for words but then she smirked and puts on her glasses again, “I’m a love master.” she said proudly. “But…” Remi got worried. “But??” Scarlet looked at Remi’s expression. So she could have a face like that, she thought to herself.

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

“…No. That’s exactly what I’m worried about.” Yvo remained completely still. Listening. Observing. Leo’s grip on his phone tightened harder. “Hyung…” For the first time, his voice sounded genuinely pleading. “…Please stop before somebody gets hurt.” Silence answered him again. Then Leo froze slightly at whatever was said next. His expression darkened. “…That’s not love anymore,” he whispered. A long pause followed. “You’re becoming obsessed.” The word lingered heavily in the air. Then— Leo slowly lowered the phone away from his ear.

Why does he want to marry me? Why me? How he knows my all favorite taste I love white and golden, I love mango juice, I love that makeup and dresses, perfumes that I always dream of, even the sandwich I ate was onion-free and full of cheese and mayonnaise just like I always eat in the lunch..... How he knows that???

“So let me do it.” “I don’t want you to,” Liam said, his voice breaking as if he would cry “Don’t do anything you don't want to for my sake, it isn't worth it.” Ren’s voice was soft but firm. “I’ll still do it, I'm doing it for mistake and also your sake, besides it's not a bad deal, I don't need to do anything, I just need to pretend to be someone's lover and even if you don’t want me to, I'll still do it”

It's an endless stream of merriment. This creature was elegant, the aura around him loudly spoke royalty. The love in his eyes seems to be stronger than any story I had heard of love potion's power. The waves of the tender love I felt protruding from him was stronger than my little tender heart that had never in real time experience love.

A picture caught her eye – a picture that shouldn't have meant anything, yet it held the power to shatter her carefully constructed world. It was a snapshot of D'Andre and Catalina, their smiles bright and seemingly carefree. The caption spoke of love and togetherness, a sentiment that was at odds with the reality Maiari had come to believe. The image was a window into a truth she hadn't anticipated – a truth that cut through her heart like a blade.

You simply end up succumbing to its overbearing power, allowing it to flood your senses and inevitably, turning you into a mushy version of your former self. I didn’t imagine falling in love again and the thought of smiling naturally was never on the cards. Hell, come to think of it, I didn’t even imagine I would meet someone who would make me ugly snort when I laughed, yet here I was, smiling like the Cheshire cat as the smooth tones of James Bay singing ‘Wild Love’ played through my speakers. Ironic isn’t it.