Love Her When You Let Her Go Novels & Stories

And I know Quaine will not think like that too, I know her too well. In fact, she was the one who broke up with me, she said she already in love with someone else. Someone that she love more than me. So, I don't have a choice but to let her go...Because that's what love's do, right? If you love someone you must learn how to let it go, when the time comes.

I might get upset but I can’t hate her. “I don’t think I can ever stop loving you, El.” It doesn’t matter what I tell myself in her absence. She is my soulmate. I will never stop loving her, even if we will be miles apart. My hand drops, she brings it back to cup her face. I don’t fight her. It’s our last body contact so I let her enjoy the moment. The sparks. I want it too. I love her touch. I love her. “That’s why I’m letting you go. I’ll take the kids, you can go be with T.”

she was very observant. “ Sorry,” I apologized. “ You don't have to apologize. You don't have to do something you're not comfortable with,” she placed a hand on my shoulder. “ Thank you,” I was grateful that she understood. “ All I'd say is if you ever get fed up or you don't feel loved by him, you don't have to feel guilty for letting go. Let go and don't look back,” she advised. I simply nodded my head. Just how many people had told me this? Maybe I really should reconsider.

“He never loved me. Never told me he loves me. Now, I feel nothing for him. I never thought I’d ever fall out of love. I honestly never understood how such a thing could happen if you love someone with all your heart, but I get it now. He broke something inside me after all this time, and now I’m just numb.” “I’m sorry this happened to you,” She whispered. “Go be free and happy, and don’t be afraid to love again, Saraphina. Someone out there is going to love you as much and as hard as you love them; just be patient. Promise me you won’t be afraid to find love again.” “I promise.” I wipe my eyes as tears begin to run. I wrap her in a final hug, knowing that this is probably going to

"You and I would never last, Addy. We want different things now." "But Andrei!" she yells as I turn away from her and take another sip of Joe. "I'm still in love with you! Everyday I wake up and go to sleep with you on my mind. How do you expect me to just let go of you like this?" Her eyes begin welling-up at the last sentence while I stare look down at her through the doorway and into the hall. She wipes a tear away and sniffles like a child who didn't get their way. I step into the hall and close the door behind me so she doesn't try anything. My back leans against the wall and I too cross my arms disappointedly. "You'll find someone else to love eventually, Addison. Letting go of me and

The thing about love is we dont get to to force it when it's not for us. Because real love is letting go. And I think that's what I'm doing today. Letting go. I still see her every day. Maybe it's just always be me. It would be hard to not watch her walk under the sun when she's Era. She was my best friend. Always will be. I've known a little parts of her that never changed. And that's her smile. And how she's still the girl that I would cherish even she's in love with someone else.

“Are you saying this is the end for us?” Her silence was more telling than any words. Olivia walked towards the window, looking out into the night as if she could find solace in the stars. “You need to let me go, Alexander.” The finality in her voice struck me like a physical blow. “I can’t, Olivia. I don’t know how to.” “You will,” she said softly, finally turning to meet my gaze. “Because it’s the only way for both of us to find peace.” I stood there, feeling helpless as the woman I loved slipped further away from me. For the first time in a long while, I felt truly alone. And in that solitude, I realised that loving someone sometimes meant knowing when to let them go.

“If you loved her so much, why didn’t you try to find her?” Jefferson sighed deeply, rubbing his hands together as if trying to warm them against the cold memories. “I thought about it,” he admitted. “For years, I thought about it. But after she left, I figured she had made her choice. She was always determined, always moving forward. I didn’t want to hold her back.” His words stung. “So, you just let her go?” He looked up at me, his eyes filled with a sadness that made my heart ache. “Yes,” he said simply. “I let her go because I loved her. Sometimes, that’s the hardest part of love—knowing when to let go.”

Soft. "There's no use saving anything, sir. No use holding back, or letting things be as they are. When you see her, while she's by your side... tell her you love her. You appreciate her, she looks beautiful, take her out, spend time with her, make memories. Because she's gone... when time does pass and she's no longer there within your reach, there'll be nothing you can do but hate yourself."

You have no idea how badly I wanted you last night and how much I regretted everything I did to you. " When you love someone you forgive them over and over again but I think with you I had reached my threshold and you know they say that when you love something you've got to let it go and I let you go not only that I just forgave you and I understood that I needed to let you go because you need it to love my experience other things because you tend to be wicked and hold on too tightly to the point where you lose what you feared you were going to lose." " I miss you"