Love Fades Like Silent Snow Novels & Stories

Hear the song in the falling snow, In your heart, feel a love that grows With each flake that falls from above Hear God’s promise of eternal love We may not know what tomorrow brings, But I believe there’s music in all things A message of hope from God above That His son brings to us eternal love So hear the song in the falling snow A message of light to God’s people below With each flake that falls you’ll know There’s a song in the falling snow. Hear the song in the falling snow.

“Love doesn’t come that way. You can’t force a romantic kind of love. Don’t do this. Look for Bella and win her back.” “She loves someone else! I doubt she would accept me back even if I cry tears of blood. I will only look pathetic if I’ll try to win her back.” “So you were truly giving up?” “I gave up a long time ago.” I lowered my head. Even though I gave up, I still wish that I could meet her and change things between us. “And if you saw her? What will you do?” I was silent for a moment. “It depends. If she came in the right time then it means that fate is telling me to win her back.”

Dear Thyago's Note: I choose to love you in silence... For in silence I find no rejection, I choose to love you in loneliness... For in loneliness no one owns you but me, I choose to adore you from a distance... For distance will shield me from pain, I choose to kiss you in the wind... For the wind is gentler than my lips, I choose to hold you in my dreams... For in my dreams you have no end.

The silent cry was heard Amid the night Without any word Peering on a moonlight I was ruined Though love was all I'd given I was pained My bliss was what they've taken Millions of lies Loud tears from my eyes Salted my wounds Fighting endless dooms I was put in a maze No way for me to escape The only thing in me was a dagger To break the wall before supper The route was always towards you Still coming to the room of blue I can't follow where my mind leads me to Because after all, I foolishly love you -Gabbie Sanchez 🔸🔸🔸

And without waiting for his answer, she spoke, “Please resume the music and play ‘Still Falling for you.’.” “That’s my granddaughter.” Sophia Haysert gave a flying kiss at her. “She surely has wrapped our son around her finger.” Brandon Haysbert said when he saw Calvin agreeing to her request. “Fire and ice This love is like fire and ice This love is like rain and blue skies This love is like sun on the rise This love got me rolling the dice Don't let me lose Still falling for you Still falling for you”

At that moment it started to snow, Rose’s favorite season. It was the first snow. Her favorite day of the year. Rosalie had always loved the snow, but her love for the season grew because the snow had led her to meet Hakeem. They would’ve been in their little cottage, celebrating their first baby together. The snow would’ve been the icing on the cake as they enjoyed each other's company. When Hakeem finally looked at her with trembling lips, unable to speak, her heart broke all over again. But, she knew she’d take the bullet all over again.

I whispered, my voice trembling as the snow blanketed us in a quiet, intimate cocoon. "I really, really love you, more than anything in this world. It doesn't matter that we can't be together, because my feelings for you are so strong." His voice trembled slightly, each word imbued with the depth of his emotion. "I still care about you, and I always will." Snowflakes drifted softly onto his eyelashes, glistening like tiny diamonds in the frigid air. His breath formed wispy clouds that vanished quickly. As I watched, I couldn’t help but think how the idea of escaping this dreaded family was growing more appealing by the second.

His warm scent brushed against her ear, sending a tingling sensation through her. “Finally, we have some time alone. I was thinking about how we should enjoy the snow together while driving over. This is our first snowfall, Yanni.” … Keaton finished speaking and reached out to pull back the dark green patterned curtains. Yanni saw the delicate snowflakes through the window. They were dancing in the night, resembling silver needles on dark fabric, and they were clearly visible against the darkness. A snowy night usually evoked sadness, but being accompanied by a lover filled the surroundings with warmth, especially when that person was Keaton.

During all the days she was gone, he had drowned in self-loathing. He wanted to tear open his chest and show her the thorns of regret that had grown wild inside him, piercing through his very soul. But when he met her cold, dark eyes, all the words in his throat choked into silence. Yellow laburnum flowers fluttered down between them. "Go home. I don't want to see you." Selena turned away. "Don't go–" Ian reached out, grasping at empty air. His fingers only caught the bitter wind passing through.

If I were still alive, I was sure my tears would be streaming down my face by now. 'Sebastian, there will never be another Crystal in this world. Will you ever mourn for me?' I mused bitterly. ... Alice had fully awakened now. And as if pulled by some invisible force, I found myself stuck at Sebastian's side and had no choice but to helplessly watch as he wrapped his arms around her and sang a song, Little Nightingale, from my hometown. I couldn't help but shout inwardly in frustration, "Your Southpark accent is awful!"