Love From Afar Novels & Stories

Whatever is the reason she did not want to care, all she wanted is to get away from him. Far far away. "People can grow strong enough to whisper at the iron bars that hold them and see them bend out of their way, like the most crazy magic. That's what love can do: kill souls, kill brains, weaken the victim who bears the torture of love. I wish I could have mastered that way, but it is hard when you have shown your face after a long time. You can just go away and never show your face again.

“I’m coming home,” “I love you, okay?” she said. “Hurry back home,” “Okay,” I whispered, feeling a sudden calmness wash over me. “I love you too,” ***** Would you forgive them? What do you think Miles should do? Share your thoughts.

Hoping you would love me too. "Someone loves you, Xyle..." It was Farah. She was reciting a narration in between her song. "You can see in her eyes how much she loves you. You don't have to hide. Tell her while she's still there. You'll never know when she'll come back again." 'I was the one who kissed you I was the one who held you...' Farah was absolutely good. How she was able to transport the audience with her. How she was able to inspire people's hearts. She was indeed an emotional vocalist. And just through her songs, she could make them love her.

I sigh running my hand through my hair. “I stayed away and kept my feelings a secret while waiting for you. I only did that because he made you happy and I didn’t want to take that away from you. That is why I decided to love you from afar but not anymore. Liam hurt you this time, he betrayed you and I can’t stay silent anymore. I want to make you happy always, give me a chance to bring back your smile, to cherish you like you deserve, and treat you like the queen you are.” I tell her.

We went from seeing each other every day to once every three months. Yet, every time he came back from a business trip, he would come home first and bring me a flower. And I would make him a simple bowl of noodle soup, just like I used to when we were kids. That day was just like any other. I made the noodles and waited for Felix to come home. I waited and waited, but instead, I got a call from the hospital. Time no longer mattered to Felix. Because my love was forever frozen at the age of 20.

“I’ve let this go on for far too long. I’ve always known you loved Nigel but I should’ve put an end to this a while ago” I exhale, scared of what he’s going to say next. “I want you to break up with him, Tatum. Stay away from him. I don’t want you hurt and being with him is going to do exactly that. Put yourself first. You two can never be together so just let him go”, he sighs again. “I love you, Tatum. Think about it today, but make sure you break up with him. I don’t want you two together”. I don’t respond to him, but there’s a war waging inside of me. He kisses my hair and stands to go, closing the door behind him. The click of the lock opens up the gates to my tears and they pour out. I

"Maybe that's one of them, Reo. However, you need to believe ... if I really love you for no reason." "Actually, what was your motivation for wanting to be gay like me, Jack?" "At first I thought, if I can't heal you, then I'll follow in your footsteps. However, since last week, I've been trying to find the best way. God is so good, so give me directions. I love you, and I want to be happy with you." A tear fell from Reo's eye. He was moved, happy, surprised, all those feelings were mixed in his heart. Reo never expected if his love would be reciprocated so quickly.

But I know this version of me is learning something essential: Love isn’t proven by proximity. It’s proven by what you do with the distance.

The only thing he could do now was to quietly look at Carina from afar and pray for her health and happiness. … Another year passed. Just as the fireworks exploded in the sky above his head, Aster closed his eyes in pain and mumbled, "I wish that the only person in my heart forever shines as brightly as the stars above."

"That whatever this is — it was there the whole time. Waiting." I held his gaze. "Active patient waiting," I said softly. Something warm moved through his expression. He reached across the small table and covered my hand. "I'm done with the distance," he said. "I want you to know that. Not — this isn't the heat of the moment or the proximity of the past few months. This is me, deciding, with full clarity, that I am done being far from something I should never have been far from." He held my gaze completely. "I love you, Ava."