Love Is A Journey Mga Nobela at Kwento

He again wiped them. "I know how much it hurts when you don't receive the love from your love but that's what love is, Kaya. Love can never guarantee you a destination because it is a journey to feel. Reaching its destination or not, it's for us to find out who has started walking on that journey of love," how beautifully he had embedded his pain into those words to comfort her. Only he knew about it. Cradling her face, he dipped his head closer to her. Peering into her glossy eyes tenderly, he stated.

His lips still fit perfect against my lips and it gave me the same chill and spark when he kissed me fist time under the rain. I want to complete this journey of love by holding his hand and live every single moment with him. The End ........................................................................

Tears were threatening to creep out of my eyes but I wouldn’t let them, aunty Joan sighed and looked down. Probably ashamed of herself for almost yelling at me or blaming me for my decision, the memories just have hit her deep and hard and she wasn’t expecting it. She tried to move toward me but her attire was so slow so I rushed to her instead, holding her to support her just in case she’s too weak to stand on her own. “Look here Joan, I love her and she’s aware but there are somethings that love cannot solve, we have to break and Remold what we wasn't.”

“But! Dad's love for us is far more. He will feel disobeyed. He told us about the fates that we were going to have, and we had our promises made to him. He loves us too much. He paid many sacrifices for us, and now it's our turn to repay!”, she put forward another contradictory thought that kept buzzing inside her mind. Alpha stepped forward towards her and held her hand in both of his hands, speaking softly while looking at her, “Love is a sacred mystery for those who love in true of its terms. For those who love truly, it remains forever wordless.

My boyfriend proposed to me when we graduated from high school, but I made a deal with him instead of giving him an immediate answer. "We'll get married when we've collected 500 train tickets." In the first year, Marcus could hardly wait to come see me every day. Before long, our collection had grown to 280 tickets. He even laughed and said that he'd be able to take me home as his wife before graduation at the rate he was going. In the second year, we met each other halfway. Soon, the number of tickets climbed to 400. But in our third year, Marcus told me that his advisor had taken on a new project and that a junior who had just joined the research team needed him to show her the rope

For whatever comes after this moment. "To whoever reads this," she wrote, "and you will read it as yourself and also as consciousness reading about itself, know this: The journey was never about reaching perfection. It was about learning to love perfectly. It was about discovering that love was the fundamental force of the universe. Love is what allows consciousness to fragment. Love is what brings it back together. Love is what allows it to fragment again. Love is the question and the answer. Love is the journey and the destination. Love is consciousness knowing itself. Do not seek to transcend. Seek to integrate. Do not seek to achieve. Seek to connect. Do not seek to dominate. Seek to lov

It is the choice to hope, even when the night is dark. Kael looked around at the faces of his loved ones, his heart full. "I have learned that the promise is not about achieving a goal. It is about the journey. It is about the love we share along the way. It is about the lives we touch and the hope we inspire. It is about the light we carry in our hearts and share with the world." The promise fulfilled is not a destination. It is a journey. It is the love that carries us forward. It is the hope that never fades. It is the light that never dies.

“But I didn’t know if it was the right time to suggest this to Lancelin. I’m glad you brought up the subject. I would like to discuss this with you...but you have to promise to keep an open mind.” “Son, I always keep an open mind.” She reminded me. “Or I wouldn’t be so accepting of your relationships.” “Mother…why are you so accepting of the people we love?” I asked, genuinely curious. “Because I’ve loved and lost and loved and lost again.” She spoke sadly. “I believe that love is a journey, not a path or a destination. Each path is different and every person has they own method of travelling through it. Sometimes, the people beside you may change on this path

It is a new life chapter for me, I have spend so much time battling with a lover, who seems to be wise, but he never knew I am a destined child no matter the circumstances I face I never lose hope in them, I always believe in life, life is just a driver that knows the exact location more the person who is in the journey, I have to follow it the ways it drives me.

So much had happened here in the last month, and his health had taken quite a beating. I stuck my hands into my pockets and raised my shoulders. "Hey, Daddy." Each stair proved to be harder than the last. It took a lot of encouragement from Austin to get me here; being rejected by the first man I'd ever loved would be crushing. "Hey, sugar." The term of endearment flowed from his mouth to my heart. "You and Austin have fun on your trip?" It took him longer to gain his balance when he stood. It was hard to see the toll the years and wildfire had taken.