Love And Other 4 Letter Words Novels & Stories

I watched her for I don't know how long, minutes or maybe longer. My heart was pounding so hard I was scared it might wake her up. The words were right there again, sitting on my tongue. I love you. Just three words and that was all. Three words that should have been easy. But every time I opened my mouth, something closed in my throat. I could feel the familiar fear of letting someone in creep in again. I always believed loving someone meant giving them the power to destroy you, at least that was what I learnt from my parents relationship.

"Love is priceless. It should never be exchanged for anything. And it should never be hidden behind self-deception, pretending not to face one’s own selfishness. "We should never control children. Never force them into a rigid framework that strips them of their natural vitality. "I hope all mothers will take me as a warning. Don't repeat my mistakes, and don't make excuses for favoritism. If you love, then love both together." After saying this, Mom entered a psychiatric hospital with a head full of white hair and a face worn by hardship.

“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.”

Love. A four-letter word capable of breaking the strongest of humans. It’s no respecter of creed, sex, or riches. I loved it years ago. A love that felt so wrong but so right at the same time. Kessler was a storm, shattering the cold high walls I built around my heart. I used to think love was a figment of imagination fueled by human's insatiable desperation until it hit me.

I answered and she shook her head. “But I love you,” She said and I smiled and then I laughed. Maybe she didn’t know what she said. Love is just four letters but it can kill a person. It is dangerous, it is poisonous. “You will not remember my face, my name, and even your love for me” I added like what happened right now and she shook her head again.

Of loving someone. ⚘ little ⊹ lies ··································································································································

His love. And nothing else.

Of all the times, I felt this was the most sincere. - I love you more. Liam lowered his head, sighed, and then looked back at me. - If you say... And in return he gave me his best smile. THE END

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???

She gave him a wide eyed look making him chuckle. "I love you." He placed a light kiss on her lips and looked down at her in admiration. "When I first spotted you in Darron's land, I thought my world was over. I quickly realised that instead of ruining my life, you were making it so much better. The letters we shared weren't enough. I needed you by my side. Now that you are, I don't plan on ever letting you go." He knelt down onto one knee and made Salen gasp.