Love For Boyfriend Poems Novels & Stories

I told my new lover about you. How we used to break silence with our stares, targeting each other like guns with hundred bullets. I told my new lover about you. How we argue about table cloths, about which one is better; "A cup of coffee or a tea?" But now I don't drink both. I told my new lover about you. How you inspired me to write poems about the boy I like; not knowing until now that- you were that boy. I told my new lover about you.

I finish lamely and I curse myself for not being able to support him but I'm proud that at least I didn't stutter. Ash's cheeks are completely red and his eyes wide and maybe my little monologue did help and I continue. "S-So you mean...." He tries to say but I cut him. "I don't mean anything Ash it's him one and only him your grumpy boyfriend who love you like a crazy person, for him you are the most precious thing, Ash, for you, he can beat the shit of anyone, for you he can even conquer the world, Ash. Ok maybe corner the world is too much but Ash his love for you is beyond any words ,you know Ash that fucking 'I love you' is also nothing or a small word for your relationship" I say an

He's so strong! I looked up at him and pouted as I spoke. "You didn't even ask 'will you marry me'!" I complained to him. "Hmp! You should be grateful that I love you more than enough already, so yes! Yes, Ero, I'll marry you." And I kissed him on my own. Your love is like the sun That lights up my whole world I feel the warmth inside Your love is like the river That flows down through my veins I feel the chill inside

Taking a deep breath, I begin to recite the verses, my voice carrying the weight of emotion and love: "In a world adorned with petals of grace, Where love blooms in the secret space, I find a fragrance, pure and divine, In your essence, my beloved, you shine. Like Tuberose in the moonlit hour, Your love embraces me with gentle power. Through each stanza, your heart reveals, A love that time nor distance conceals. In your eyes, I see the stars align, Guiding me towards love so fine. Your touch, a symphony upon my skin, Igniting flames that burn from within. With every word, you paint a scene, Of love's passion, forever serene. In the garden of our souls, we entwine,

“Careful, young lady. Do you even realize what you just said? Remember, I’m your boyfriend.” I couldn’t hold back my excitement any longer and asked eagerly, “So tell me, what’s the difference between you and your wolf? Aren’t you both the same?” “No, don’t say that,” he muttered, a hint of pain in his voice. “You belong to me, and only me.” His words stung, and I could see the hurt in his eyes. And though I tried not to admit it, the same thought circled my mind every day. How could I possibly love my boyfriend this much?”

“Thank you for supporting me, thank you for holding my hands all the way, thank you for knowing the exact words to say to calm my fears,” “Thank you for calling me out firmly on my wrongs, it just proves how much you love me,” “Thank you for loving my family and treating them as yours, thank you for coming into my life and letting me be your boyfriend,” I smiled out tears as I watched him speak, such an happy moment for me.

“Hi, boyfriend. I love you.” He looked at her for a second and then nodded slowly. “Hi, girlfriend. I love you too.”

he said and I couldn't help myself from blushing. "It's not even a day, my dear boyfriend," I said coyly. "But it feels like a year to me," he said. "Are you drunk?" I asked. "Always in your love," he said and I couldn't help myself from cackling loud. "You're being so cheesy," I said. He laughed from another side.

"Thank you for not arguing with me about going this morning. I know you worry when I’m out alone, but I really wanted to do this for you." "I am very lucky to have such a wonderful boyfriend. Who hurts himself to surprise me. Ya tebya lyublyu. Now go to sleep, baby."

Now I’m conscious of it all. “Is it weird? Do you like the note?” He asks. Damn, he’s just as nervous as I am. He’s never had a girlfriend before, never had anything exactly romantic. I’m his first love, first girlfriend, first everything. I want to be perfect for him. My head shakes. “It’s not weird.” I show him the note between my fingers. “And I absolutely love your note, Luke. Keep writing me more.” He smiles, rolling on to his other side. “What else do you want me to do as your boyfriend? I want to know.”