Love Letters For Her That Make Her Cry Novels & Stories

Her tears are falling now, tracing a gleaming crystal path down her soft, dewy cheeks. “My love for you gave me unbelievable strength. It gave me the strength to show up everyday even when my soul was tired. It gave me the strength to fight for you, to take revenge on your behalf.” I kiss her again, this time slow and lingering, savouring her sweet taste and those soft, breathy whimpers; “I missed you so much, my baby. Don’t leave me again.”

I'm not kidding; I fell in love with you when I first met you. She heard him say these words, uncontrollable tears streaming down her white face. -Why are you crying? Be good... don't cry... -I ' thank you' for loving me; thank you for letting me be loved; thank you for everything. Edwards, long tears, arms wrapped around his hips, said , "What did you just say?" - Thank you for all? - No, it's the previous sentence. - Thank you for letting me be loved? - Yes, it's this one. So do you love me too? Edwards looked straight at her and asked, in a petulant voice

I hold her more tightly, heard her choking: - Don't be like that. I really don't have the ability to refuse you. - Then don't refuse. I really have guilty feeling, also really want to repay you, but not in this way, Erin. – I stopped to take a deep breath – My love came late, make you wait for ten years, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. But I still selfishly want to ask you to accept my love, could you, please? Tears suddenly spilled out of her eyes, she hastily wiped them away, but couldn't wipe them all. I hugged her again, and thought bitterly that was the first time I saw her cry. Not because she never cry, but because she never cry in front of me.

"But I know I love hearing your laugh." "I love how stubborn you are." "I love how you always put others before yourself." "I love how much you love our children." "I love waking up beside you." "And I already can't imagine my life without you." Tears rolled down my cheeks. He looked worried. "Don't cry." "You hate it when I cry." "I do." He quickly wiped away my tears. "But why are you crying?" I laughed softly. "Because you're stupid." His eyes widened. "Excuse me?"

Why would he say something so cruel like that to her? Suddenly she was finding it hard to breathe as her lungs felt tight and blocked. Her vision had become blurry which was caused by the amount of tears rushing to burst out of her eyelids. She fought to keep herself from crying, to keep the tears in but it was a battle she couldn't win. How can she? A man she had loved so much and fantasized about for months had just told her the most painful words ever. ‘I do not love you and I will never love you.'

I was crying. Hot tears spilled down my cheeks, blinding me as the words tumbled out, unfiltered and raw. "I've bled for you, Kasmine. I'll bleed again if that's what you want. I'll change. Tell me. What do you want me to do? I'll fucking do it. Tell me how to make you love me. Please just give me a shred of your love, even for a second," I cried. My forehead pressed against hers, my tears sliding down to mingle with the warmth of her skin. I held onto her like letting her go would mean my end.

I lower my hand to touch the feathery petals of one of the roses and see a drop of water falling on top of it only to realize that it’s my tears. My eyes fall over his beautiful handwriting to read his words. Dear amore, It hasn’t even been a day and I already miss you. I don’t believe a single thing you wrote in that letter because I know you better than this. I devoted my days trying to get to know you and my heart knows that you can never be so cruel. Please come back. I promise that I’ll never hurt you. I'm ready to tell you everything that you want to know because I can't bear losing you.

Seven forty-five she decided to read the email Lora forwarded. “Dear Love of my Life, I hope you open this before my flight. I love you and I will always choose you if you want me to. Meet me in the lobby, will you run with me and left everything behind? If yes be there, if no be there still. I want to see you before I leave.” She looked at her clock it was seven fifty-nine. She stared at it until it moved to eight pm. She closed her eyes and a tear dropped. “No more tears, I’m done.”

At what moment did she get lost in his words? “I loved you with everything I had,” she said, tears streaming down her face. “You were my first love. My only love. We made plans together; we dreamed together.” “I made a mistake…” The words seemed to want to die on his lips. “A mistake in waiting for you to change over time. I loved you too. There was a time when I truly loved you, but a man can’t wait forever.” “What are you saying?” She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “You did this for s*x?”

I guess it is my curse to love without being appreciated. He felt something tightening in his heart for he didn’t know how to answer her. If it were in the past, he could never care but somehow things have changed. He kissed her tears and then continued to kiss her mouth increasing his need even more. “That is why I am here to make up for all those years that I made you cry. You shouldn’t cry anymore. All I want to see you do is cry with pleasure. I want you to make love to me not only because it was an obligation but because you trust me.