Love Poems For A Secret Lover 소설 & 이야기

I will not give in to him, neither will I let him hurt my loved ones. My thoughts aimlessly wandered to my secret admirer. In my moments of sadness.. I could only think about him..His olive green eyes that held so much love. His soft thin lips curving in a smile. What would it feel to kiss them? huh... I could only dream about him.. now that my dad knows about him, he won't ever let him near me again..

Her love remained under the shadows. ~~~If your love was an ocean, my love was the pearl inside the shell. If your love was the sky, my love was the shade of seven colors of the sky that none could see. If your love was the calm earth, my love was the volcano hiding beneath the soil. If your love was the moon, my love was the grandma of the moon whom none could see till now. If your love was the vast mountain, my love was the wet soil buried inside it~~~ My eyes closed shut as darkness embraced me into its arms.

I wanted to express my feelings to him, but after realizing that he was writing this poem for me as a way to confess his love to his lover, I held back. "Sara, how did you write so accurately about my feelings?" His radiant tone captivated me. "It's God-gifted." I replied to him with a quiet tone and tried to hide my sadness. "Sara, I've grown to love your poetry. I'm not aware that you possess such a secret gift." "Thank you." I should be delighted to receive his compliments; however, the mere notion of him uttering such poetic language to his partner causes me to weep. She will undoubtedly be pleased to learn of his feelings. I wish I could be that lucky woman.

Because I had learned something new. Love is not only about how brightly it burns in the good times, but how strong it stands when secrets threaten to snuff it out. And ours had just stepped into the fire.

Prologue I wander like a feather In search of you, The unknown cloud drenched my heart, Love flooded in me every day. I vanished into thin delight, When I am pierced in your eyesight! My tears would be tang, If it is soaked in your love! Devoid of the aim and occurrence, My soul just shadowed you. You traced me in my dreams, Exuberantly I cheers. You crammed my heart, Half you reveal remain you conceal. I recognized the origin of our love.

He pressed his lips to her cheek, tasting the salt of her skin —the residue of tears shed, and secrets shared. Their bodies fit together like puzzle pieces. The room smelled lavender and memories —a sanctuary where time stood still. And so they slept, hearts beating in sync. The night whispered secrets outside, and the castle walls held their stories. Love bloomed in that quiet room—a fragile, beautiful thing that defied logic and reason.

With a tenderness that seemed to transcend the very essence of the moment, I tenderly cradled his face within the warmth of my hands, a touch that conveyed more than syllables ever could. Leaning in, my breath danced across his earlobe as I whispered in a hushed tone, the words a delicate secret shared between just the two of us, "You, my dearest, are intricately woven into the tapestry of my heart. A bond so profound that the notion of another claiming your affections is as inconceivable as stars relinquishing their place in the night sky."

I opened the note to find that it has quite a bit written in it. I have loved you from the moment I met you, but I cannot know if you love me back, as I think the knowledge will kill me with joy or sadness, whatever your reply might be. Know that you are special to me but do not seek to know my name as it will only lead to heartbreak. Yours forever, Your Secret Admirer

Each stolen kiss, each secret rendezvous, is a testament to the depths of your love and the lengths to which you are willing to go to be with them. But there is a price to pay for such love. It is a price measured in stolen moments, hidden tears, and shattered dreams. It is a love that exists in the shadows, forever denied the light of day. And as the world outside continues to spin, your love remains a silent, pulsating ache in the recesses of your heart. In the end, the forbidden love you cannot have becomes a haunting melody, a bittersweet symphony that plays endlessly in your soul. It is a reminder that some loves are destined to remain unfulfilled, that the heart can be a cruel master,