Loving Live Novels & Stories

Love, Anna

Love Love ~.............................~

So that he will return to being the only woman Fero. "Fero... why do you say that. You can't not love me anymore. There must be something wrong with this. I'm sure you're doing this because of your mother right? You're just afraid that later she'll get mad at you right? .. you don't have to care about your mother. All this time we love each other. That's more than enough. Don't think about other people. The most important thing is that we are happy. Don't care about your mother. She doesn't know anything about our love. I beg of you Fero. Don't leave me, right. We must continue to be together until the end. Yes dear? Fero? You want to stay with me right?"

Thank you. #one_love

With love -N & S (MIddlebencherzz)

He's happy with someone. She's innocent. He's the cold player. She always keeps on asking if he's okay. He doesn't care at all. She's crying. He's laughing with her. One day. She stops seeing and caring for him she realizes Loving Him Was Too painful...

ASTRA (part 2) Since it was an open home, I could perfectly see from the living room the way Lee is moving expertly in his kitchen. He was wearing a black apron while standing in front of the stove and mixing something in a white casserole. I lick my lower lip and sighed dreamily at the delicious aroma of the food scattering all over the house. My stomach is beginning to grumble and my tongue is salivating in excitement! I can't wait to have a taste of his cooking! He is such a boyfriend material but sadly, he's not for me. Long distance relationship isn't my thing...

I believe in love, because it exists, I may not have experienced it yet, but I am not looking for it, I let it find me and maybe it will make me a new person. We would need a hundred words where we have only one, this little word of love that is good for everything and suitable for nothing, this verb to love that hangs out everywhere, that goes for everything, the love of God, love men, self-love, love of others, and I love my mother, and I love my husband, and I love my daughter, and I love my dog ​​(and the more I watch the man , the more I love my dog), and I love fries, and I love Venice, and I love Ravel, and I love your ass, and I love you, and I love to believe it.

Loving people you'll never meet. That's legacy. That's enough. That's everything. THE END

With love, Rebecca Charles