Love Poems For A Secret Lover 소설 & 이야기

,Chloe replies as she rolls her eyes. “Fuck!”, Owen yells out continuously. Chloe looks at him,perplexed. Owen quickly goes up to his room. Chloe slowly sits on the sofa still looking perplexed. Footsteps approaching. Chloe looks up and sees Elena walking down the stairs. “I heard Owen’s voice”,Elena asks curiously, “Where is he?” “Your lover went up his room”, Chloe gestures towards Elena. Elena twitches her eyes at Chloe then suddenly looks away.

Above us, the city lights blurred and bled into each other, and on this night, every secret was just ours—the hush of our love brighter than any legend and stronger than any storm. No one would know. But I did. And so did he. And together, we could hold the world in the palm of our hands.

“What do you mean?” I sipped my wine and offered a faint smile. “Nothing. I am too poetic tonight.” He studied me, searching the layers of a face that never revealed pure truth, then gave up as usual and simply clasped my hand. That night, before sleep, I wrote in my secret journal, words I could never say aloud, If truth is a ship, then love is the storm that sinks it. And I am not a sailor who fears storms; I am the sea itself. **

You are the prayer that explains the secrets of my heart, A song that even the wind hums softly. Soft as flowers, strong as fire, There’s an unspoken truth hidden inside you. The more I look at you, the more I lose myself, As if you’re the answer to prayers I never knew I asked. Even the raindrops paused upon your skin, As if fate’s own words bent in your presence. You’re like a book that’s never been written, You’re a dream that no one has yet dared to live. --- I had never thought I’d find myself staring like this — unable to think, unable to speak. Her face… it wasn’t just beautiful. It was real, raw, and untouched by pretense. There was something about her stillness that unsettled me.

I pulled my head up to him and he was opening his eyes again. He looks at me, "Yeah?" "Why did you title it secret love song?" I ask. "Well, when I read it the first time not knowing it was written by you, I hurriedly thought about you when I read the lines. We keep things in secret. So when I began to write the male part for the duet, I thought about you. That's why I called it Secret Love Song because it's my secret love song to you and to you for me." I smile at his answer while I rest my chin above his chest. "You look sleepy." I run my finger over his nose bridge.

His hot lips cover her cherry lips without warning. "Nelson, you are the best gift from god! I love you!" "Well. I love you too!" The lovers' honeyed words make the moon in the sky shy, secretly hiding in the clouds. The night is dark, and the love is deep.

Into his world of secrets, I'm irresistibly lured,his touch, a fevered poison, igniting a blaze. His darkness calling to my soul, An inexplicable love, beyond my control. In the embrace of darkness, I find my peace, A love so deep, it refuses to cease. The moon and stars witness this twisted affair, A dance of fate, That no one knew will lead where.

I reluctantly opened the letter as both of them literally pushed their heads inside my locker to read it. "Love ceases to be a pleasure when it ceases to be a secret." Maybe this is why I want to be your secret and admire you from afar. The distance is bearable as long as you smile while reading these little messages. Have a good day Dear Astraea. ~Secret Admirer. "The Lover's Watch by Aphra Behn." Miranda spoke quietly. "What ?" "The quote is from that book Emily." I explained. "Classic quotes on each love letter. He is a nerd like you Rae." Emily patted my shoulder, feigning sympathy for me.

Thank you for reading "Love And Secrets❤️ I love you guys so much 🥺=== Fuck friendship! Fuck my fucking crush on him! Fuck their stupid fight! Fuck... Fuck everything! It's all fucking bullshit!

His strong, sturdy form enveloped her delicate figure. "Is that what you're worrying about?" he asked, his voice low and husky. She nodded quietly. Tyler's lips curled ever so slightly. "As long as you don't want a divorce, I won't bring it up again either." Her long lashes quivered as she gazed up at him. He was like poison that tasted as sweet as honey. He was a flame and she was the moth that could not help but fly toward him, knowing that it would lead to her demise.