Novel & Cerita Love Is Like A Butterfly By Dolly Parton

I froze, breath caught. The butterfly stayed. I stared at it as tears streaming freely now. “Mom?” I whispered. The wings fluttered once, twice. I laughed through the crying, shaky, disbelieving. “I love you,” I said to the butterfly. “I love you so much.” It lifted off again, circled my head once, then flew upward, disappearing into the willow leaves. I sat there a long time, crying quietly, smiling at the same time. Small feet pounded across the grass.

Martin. "Sweetheart!" gladly said Mr. Martin as he reached her daughter to carry on his arms. " How was my baby girl today?" Where do you want to go today?" he asked her daughter. "Good Daddy! I want to go amusement park with Daddy and Mommy! said the little girl, Chloe Martin. "Alright, go and call your Mommy to preparing we are going soon. I'll just go to eat a while," he said.

She turned to high Jordan heartily, and pulled him to the middle of the dance floor. Jordan had mentioned to me during the week that he was moving heaven and earth to bring the country music diva to his mom's 60th birthday party. According to him, Amanda had been a Dolly Parton fan for so long and had never missed a chance to watch her perform live, even when it meant squeezing through a mass of sweaty bodies. He couldn't think of a single thing that would make her happier than having Dolly come sing in her ballroom. Later when I went with Jordan to say happy birthday to his mom, he told her that the gift idea had been mine. I tried to say that it hadn't really been me, but mother and son br

He said in a serious voice. "Then who am I getting married?" I asked in curiosity "She's the daughter of Travis Anderson and she go same school just like you. So I think you knew her!" Dad said smiling to me. Oh shit! The fuck! Anderson??? That clingy and super annoying girl? But still I need to clarify my dad. "Who?" I asked him "Her name is Natalie Anderson. Her father said she's good at school and I bet you knew her son! She's beautiful although not as beautiful as your mom!" My dad said in a twinkling eyes and glance towards my mom whose looking at him too lovingly.

🎤 "I guess I should've known better To believe that my lucky chance, oh I let my heart in forever Finally, learn each others name I tell myself this time is different No goodbyes, cause eyes can't bear to say it! I'll never survive the one that's coming If I stay... Oh no! Cindy still looking at him while Hajoon is now looking at Ae-ril again. 🎤🎶 "Just walk away! Oh, and don't look back Cause if my heart breaks, it's gonna hurt so bad. You know I'm strong but I can't take that

I lifted my hand to his cheek, a soft smile tugging at my lips. “Why wouldn’t I trust the man I love?” He pulled me into his arms, his shoulders shaking slightly, like someone clutching a precious treasure they’d almost lost forever. A few warm tears fell onto my face, our hands entwined in a silent promise. (The End)

It was a picture taken when Clayton proposed to me. That summer, I said to him, “Clayton, if you ever decide to propose, promise me there will be fireworks. “Our love should be as bright and beautiful as fireworks.” In the end, when Clayton proposed, he set off fireworks across the entire city for me. Under the fireworks, we made wishes to cherish each other and grow old together. However, we forgot that fireworks were fleeting by nature. After the brief, brilliant display, nothing remained. Clayton remembered that day, too.

“And darling I will be loving you 'till we're 70 / And baby my heart could still fall as hard at 23/ And I'm thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways / Maybe just the touch of a hand / Oh me I fall in love with you every single day / And I just wanna tell you I am / So honey now / Take me into your loving arms / Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars / Place your head on my beating heart / I'm thinking out loud” Her hands were trembling slightly. She clasped them together in her lap, trying to steady herself, but nothing could calm the storm of butterflies raging in her stomach. “Maybe we found love right where we are / When my hair's all but gone and my memory fades /

you….darling don’t be afraid I have loved you for a thousand years…I’ll love you for a thousand more…and all along I believed I would find you…time has brought your heart to me….I have loved you for a thousand years..I’ll love you for a thousand more…cause I give you all…of me…God bless the broken road that lead me straight to you….aaaallll of you….so…marry me…” She removed herself from the piano and moved to the singular chair where she picked up the guitar and began to play it while she sang a song from Dolly Parton. “Hmmm… I could hold out my arms…say I love you this much…I could tell you how long…I will long for your touch…How much and how far…would I go to prove…the depth and the bread

Power disguised itself as pleasure. “Nothing interests you?” Hugo asked quietly. “I’m married,” I replied flatly. He chuckled. “Marriage has never stopped powerful men.” I ignored him. Then the auctioneer’s voice rose above the noise. “And now,” he announced dramatically, “the highlight of tonight’s collection… the diamond of the evening. Welcome… Blue.” She stepped onto the stage. And everything inside me froze. The room blurred. Conversations faded. The world narrowed until nothing existed but her. Black dress.