Love Poems For Getting Her Back Novels & Stories

"Bring her back to me." The garden stretched before me, an enchanting haven of vibrant blooms and delicate fragrances that danced upon the air. It was a place that tugged at the strings of memory, an echo of familiarity that whispered softly in the recesses of my mind. I wandered through the garden, each step carrying me deeper into the heart of its beauty, and yet, it was more than that. It was a memory reborn.

She gave it back. She gave me back. And I wasn’t sure I’d ever get her again

None of those would have saved me. So I said instead the words Josiah always thought would redeem him: “Because bringing you back would make right the things I broke. I want to show you how much I love you and how much I regret the past.” She laughed then, but it was not amused; it was a sound of a woman who had been given a gift that was not a gift at all. She told me, with cold clarity, that there were no easy returns. Her eyes searched mine for a remnant of the man she once hoped would be her salvation; she found a stranger.

Ash didn’t speak. He just opened to a dog eared page and handed it over. The poem was underlined in fading ink. I am made of all the people I’ve ever loved, even the ones I tried to forget. Even the one who left and never came back even him, most of all. August looked up, trembling. Ash whispered, “You remember now. Don’t you?” And for the first time, August didn’t lie. “…Yes.”

She watched as James walked out of her office. Five years and he had the temerity to walk into her office to say he was sorry for getting her into the fix she had been in. But did revenge even matter anymore? She had been at her lowest when David filed for the divorce and got it. Wretched than she had been before meeting him. The twist was that he had gotten married to her sister, Lily. She had decided to leave the past behind her and focus on what the future had in store for her. And she had been right.

She just walked past me, through the front door, leaving the scent of lavender and heartbreak in her wake. I stood there a moment longer, the weight of everything heavy on my shoulders. And then I followed Because no matter how far she walked away from me, I will always find my way back to her. Even if I have to crawl. Even if I have to burn every last one of the bridges I built. Even if I had to lose my title, my seat. I fucking would. Because she was the only thing that made my heart sing. And without her, it was all futile. All worthless.

No amount of money in the world would have made her walk away, even when she chose her lovers over me, in the end it was I who left and she never tired of asking me to come back to Chicago. I breathe in slowly and deeply, finally cool enough to go back below deck, tiredness fogging out the thoughts which woke me. The call of his body luring me back to lay beside him, as though it’s starting to fade at his lack of presence. I am a butterfly who needs the sun to fly and he is that light for me.

I couldn’t be the lover who clipped her wings, not when I vowed to lift her up. “Alright,” I said at last, pulling her close. “Go be extraordinary. Just come back to me.”

Her words carried the weight of unspoken emotions, the depth of her love for him resonating in every syllable. Unable to contain her emotions any longer, tears welled up in her eyes, silently tracing paths down her cheeks. She leaned in closer, pressing a tender kiss on his forehead, hoping desperately for any sign of response. “The moments we shared lingered like a melody, haunting yet beautiful. To have you back and yet unable to feel your presence is a cruel twist of fate. I would give anything for your awakening.For the chance to hold you once more, to tell you how deeply I cherish you.My soul is intertwined with yours.”

"Didn't you say it was a present for me? Although there was a mistake, I can't return it, right? Isn't it enough for me to like and to leave it as it is?" David nodded while taking a step closer to her. "Of course. Since you like this gift, then … I wonder what present I'd receive in return. What do you say?" Rebecca was rendered speechless. How did it end up like this after agreeing with him? However, since he had spent so much effort to bring her here, there was no way he would let her off easily. She bit her lip and clasped her hands repeatedly. "What would you like in return?"