Loving You Too Much Novels & Stories

Because really, I don't want this love to turn into hate. If you can't love me, then stop torturing my feelings. Because really, I want to remember all the sweet things between us, even if it's just a matter of fingers. If you can't love me, then let me forget you.

"I fall in love too much. Too easily. Just like that. You're the one, flipping fingers through a copy of some Shakespeare drama or under the shiny moon who covers my coffee the day I felt lonely. ... The most charming guy in the world who talks about friendship and love in the free time as I nod along. I fall in love with what they might be. Could be.... The kind that slips his hand into my fingers or calls me by my last name. Who's stricken every time I walk into the room. Astonished. I fall in love like this.... With strangers and possibilities. With abandon, stupidity. With hope. I fall in love too much. Too easily. But maybe you do, too. Maybe we all do...please betray that cruel destiny

“I love you too, Dalian.” Love should be given a limit. It shouldn't be given a depth. It should only grow and grow and grow.

"If you knew, if you truly loved me, you wouldn't–" "I love you! I love you so much it's driving me crazy! I love you too much I don't know what to do right now! Avery, I love you but I can't throw away the fact that your father murdered my father in cold blood because of a stupid contract! He killed my Father! He took him from me!"

he added quietly. And then— “I love you too, baby.” His words wrapped around me like a blanket on the coldest day, washing over the ache in my chest. For the first time in what felt like forever, my racing heartbeat slowed, and I let myself believe, even just for a moment, that maybe we could still be okay.

"I love you too." #THE END#

"I love you, too. I'll always love you." The End

"This is too much." "What's too much?" "All of this. The room. The house. The money. The love." "Why is love too much?" "Because I don't know how to handle it." "What do you mean?" "I mean everyone who says they love me ends up hurting me." "We won't hurt you." "How do I know that?" "You don't. But Jane, love always requires trust." "What if I can't trust anyone anymore?" "Then you take as much time as you need."

“I love you, too.” ***** THE END

Thought so too , so in this book titled I love you am gonna put down all of my experiences , and note its gonna be in a detailed version. Question to ask : why was I sad and depressed Answer : I was brutally raped at age ten by my one and only uncle ( Fred ) who happened to be my dad's younger brother , sad right? , but that's the truth really. But you know , am not sad anymore why because, the sad incident made me meet the love of my life " Steven Damien " he is not only a good husband but also an amazing and loving father to our kids " Daniel and Daniella " i must say , they are the best things that ever happened to me and am really proud of them.