Novel & Cerita Love Heals

And he drags a stray strand of her hair behind her ear. "I am doing this for you. For us.....We can't build our future if you continue to live in your past. I want you to get over your fear. I want you to sort out your feelings, Ash. I want you to come back to me as a whole. As mine. People say love can heal every wound. I thought my love will heal your wounds too. But I was wrong. It is your love that you need, angel. Only self-love can heal your wound. And I want you to love yourself. Go back to Springdales. Find yourself and come back to me when you are ready in a true sense of the word.

May my touch be a source of healing energy, and may my presence bring peace to his soul. Heal all his pain and grant him the strength to overcome this challenge. Let my love be a beacon of hope in his darkest moments. Let him survive this ordeal and emerge stronger than ever before. Heal him completely, body and soul, so that he may live a long and healthy life filled with joy and happiness.

I silence her with a tender kiss, understanding that her need for love and reassurance is profound. After a few minutes only, our clothes scatter on the floor and the room fills with our moans and groans. As we connect intimately, Alice’s pleas for help and the painful memories she carries are no longer the focus of her mind. Our naked bodies pressing against each other under the white sheet; it is a moment of pure bliss for both of us. True love, without a hint of lust, shines through as we make love to each other, offering comfort and healing. Love indeed has the power to overcome pain and conquer any darkness.

'The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity and an understanding of life that fills them with compassions, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen. The greatest healing therapy is friendship and love.' ❤❤❤❤ A SURPRISE VISIT ❤❤❤❤

"Love is the only thing I know” Love is the only thing I know Catherine runs to stand in front of Aunt Hazel carrying the gold rings I bought her. The little girl takes small, rhythmic steps, holding a cushion with both rings on it. Hazel puts one of her hands to her mouth and it's at that moment that I feel her emotion and I can tell what she really thought of her entrance. "Loving can heal, loving can mend your soul" Love can heal, loving can mend your soul

Hailey shook her head with teary eyes. “I am sorry,” she apologized. “I will never hurt your feelings anymore. I forgot about how much those people hurt you.” Lovelyn sighed. “My love, they truly hurt me. It is so painful that even words cannot describe it. But you are the medicine to my pain. We can dry each other’s tears and fulfill each other’s dreams without any help. What do you think?” Hailey nodded and pecked her on the cheek. “I love you, mother. I will never leave you alone ever.”

You be the cause of right thought, that which mends. The pain in body spreads. Do not let it do so. You stay strong. Pain else hurts like insane. You need a roof, a place. Love is easy. Self-love has a role in self-healing. Do not snatch that away, else you will be forced to live with a wound. Do not inflict pain. You need not shout insane. That’s the gain, that’s the whole gain.

He whimpers quietly, feeling the hurt radiating off of his lover and hitting him in waves. "You had to wait until I was nearly killed before you knew you loved me, Danny, that is not loving. Love isn't conditional, love is unconditional, Danny!" Dylon stares at him, dumbfounded and Levon continues in a weak and weary voice, "Love doesn't want to hurt you, Danny, it is never selfish and it doesn't abandon you, it doesn't push you away, it draws you closer, love heals, Danny, it doesn't inflict harm, love does not hate, love is pure, it's perfect, it has no fault, Danny, none!" Levon meets his eyes for the first time, and Dylon can see tears shining in them.

She wrapped her fingers around his hand as he spoke of hospital room nights, family cooling, the mirror that he could no longer gaze into. When he finished, silence. Elara leaned over him and breathed softly, "None of that makes me think less of you. In fact, if anything, I love you all the more for having lived." Adrian closed his eyes, drinking those words in as balm. "I don't know that I'd have made it through it all without you," he admitted. "Your love... it's healing me in ways that medicine could never hope to do." The following morning dawned with a new kind of awareness.

‘As usual’ I whispered. Connected to our inbuilt speaker, opened my Spotify and let the lemonade album play through, as I opened a bottle of alcoholic wine, I took a chunk and sang each lyric with pain and tears in my eyes, laid down on the couch and dozed off. The rays of sun and the constant ding of the door bell made me frustrated, my phone vibrated, migraines, mascara stains, my bottle of alcohol laying on the floor empty, this time the door bell rang louder than before, I checked my phone, 100 missed calls from G!,notifications began to ding across social platforms. I struggled to walk to the door as Love drought from the album played, oh this album gave me a good night hangover, I wond