Love Is Like A Butterfly Dolly Parton の小説・ストーリー

"Dandelions, dandelions were all around us. Oh, they shone, oh, they bloomed, bright just like us. Now, I see their petals drying, spring is here. I can see them withering..." Everyone joined to sing the song at that point, "Like our love. But we know that they'll bloom cos they have a reason to. And just like they do, we will bloom too. In a field of dandelions, I told you that I love you. Your eyes shine bright like the sun does in the summer. My dear Maryannn, you shine all year around. In a field of dandelions, I will tell you I choose you because I have a reason to."

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 felt personal as if that song meant so much to her. My smile widened when she played Jolene. “Damn, I like that song. Forget that I asked you to paint. Just play this damn guitar, and you made me the luckiest fucking man on earth.” Well, couldn't I be any cheesier than tonight? “My dad loves Dolly Parton. I think you two would get along just fine.” “Sorry about your mom, River.” God, I was a terrible person. My stomach knotted fiercely. “Thank you. Now let’s sing together.”

I can't stop my tears from flowing out. Barry's POV : I am going to meet Jane after a week, I am so happy. I should take some flowers for her. She will be really happy to see these. She loves flowers. "How may I help you, sir?" the florist asked. "Just give me a red rose." I said. She gave me a red rose and I paid for it. Jane will be happy to see this. I know it's just one rose. But, it's a red rose! The symbol of love. She will love it. I am sure about that.

A record spun slowly behind her — a soft love ballad from 1956 — “Love Me Tender” by Elvis Presley. It was her favorite. It always had been. Amy used to hum it under her breath when brushing Ellie’s hair, that song felt like home and heartbreak. And tonight, it played like a funeral and a promise. The windows were wide open, the night wind brushing against her bare shoulders. Below, the driveway lit up with

“What are you talking about? I’m still very young and I don’t want to be called ainty or whatever, Audrey calls me by my name too, it’s cool.” She smiled sweetly while responding, her beauty calling my attention. I couldn’t help but stare a bit, no wonder Audery's father couldn’t file for a divorce even when his wife left him for another man. My eyes fell on her baggy leather trouser, it has some sort of rip out design on both laps, letting me see through her beautiful and colourful butterfly tattoo on her left upper thigh. “You look very uncomfortable, is anyone following you?” I need to ask because she’s so careful about the surroundings.

Dante exclaimed. Nathan and I step up and grab the microphones. The randomizer spins, "Islands in the Stream" by Dolly Parton and Kenny Rogers. We sing our hearts out and get a standing ovation. Nathan picks me up, twirls me, and then kisses me. The songs continue, and everyone is having a fantastic time. “Amelie’s solo time,” Dante says. “Okay, I’m ready,” I jumped out of my seat so fast that I got a headache rush. The randomizer spun. Shit. I touch myself by the Divinyls. Everyone started clapping and howling.

She even questioned incredulously, "Did Carter say he's thinking of divorce? That's impossible. He loves me too much to go through with it." Carter's love was like Misty's love for Zach; they would give up their lives for their lover. Therefore, she didn't think Carter would have the heart to give up on her. Anyway, Misty admitted she had crossed a line last time. It took her a while to realize it was Carter's birthday on that day. Feeling guilty, she ordered a mini cake online and made a lunch box in the kitchen. After picking out a necktie from a mall, she gathered all the gifts and showed up at the Flanagan Group office.

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

♪♪And I want you to know baby I, I love you like a love song, baby I, I love you like a love song, baby I, I love you like a love song, baby And I keep it in re-pe-pe-peat I, I love you like a love song, baby I, I love you like a love song, baby I, I love you like a love song, baby And I keep it in re-pe-pe-peat ♪♪♪♪ Tears brimmed in Olivia's eyes as she became really emotional. She felt something strange and she couldn't place it. This part really got to her and she could see how genuine his words her.