My Love Isn't Fragile Novels & Stories

I said softly. His lips parted. No denial came. “I’m afraid of losing you,” he said. “And I’m afraid of losing myself,” I replied. Silence fell between us, thick and aching. “You asked me to trust you,” I continued. “And I did. I do. But you don’t trust what I am when I’m not afraid.” “That’s not true—” “It is,” I said gently. “You love me most when I’m fragile.” Avel staggered back a half-step.

That hurts more than any argument could. I catch him watching me when he thinks I am distracted. I catch myself flinching when he moves too suddenly. Neither of us comments on it. At night I lie awake beside him, staring at the ceiling, counting breaths, listening to the rhythm of his heart. I remind myself that he is here, that he chose to stay, that he loves me. Still, my chest tightens with the certainty that love is not enough armor. I feel fragile. Breakable. Replaceable.

He knew that she had. Her reply was instant. “Yes, Daddy. But the man that I fall in love with will be strong enough to survive when I no longer will. He will be prepared. And he will love me all the more because he will understand what a fragile thing life is, and that every moment might be our last. And whenever we fight, he will call me up immediately and say, ‘I’m so sorry, love, because I don’t want those hateful things to be the last words that you ever hear from me. I love you, I love you, I love you.’ Don’t you think this will be the case?”

"The love that once felt unbreakable now feels fragile and frayed. I don't know if we can navigate these turbulent waters." Emily's heart shattered at his words, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Liam, please don't say that," she pleaded, her voice choked with emotion. "I know this journey is challenging, but our love is worth fighting for. We've come so far together, and I believe in us."

Chapter 1 Prologue "Eat me tonight, baby" Theola moaned when she was creased in with pleasure from every side. Rolf kissed every part of her body with the utmost desire to eat her whole. He did this till he got down and fondled her mini stick. She let out a louder moan. He continued to do so until she begged him not to cease. He then rose to her ovals and fondled them masterfully. Theola was all in need of him at that moment. "I want to feel you inside, Rolf". He then plugged in his huge rod and they both rode at a steady pace. She held his hand to her neck.

“Why?” He opens his lips, but no words come out. He remembers the pathetic way he almost threw himself at her feet last night, the way he longed for her love. Then he remembers that phrase spoken in the sweet childish voice of his memories: […] I can take it. All your shards. Every each flaw. Every pain. I am not fragile…

a tear falls from my eye, “lie to me if you have to” She didn't say anything, she just stared at me, her eyes already bloodshot. Time slowed so did my breathing, I knew the answer, I knew I'll never be loved or understand the feeling, but no one can say I didn't try. I have given it my all, I have yearned for her since the very beginning. She had my heart, she has always had my heart but I guess we're too fragile for love. I pick up my shirt, grab my keys and slam the door shut behind me...

I can't believe he was trying to make me see that I love Grace, I don't fucking love her, I just want her Her body Love is for the weak

Soici to Fransis Red puddles flow, from your heart full of wounds ... The smile never stops, even though the body is weak ... You always give me a helping hand ,, Embrace your love makes me always miss ,,, Be strong ... be strong ... never be fragile ... Rise up ... rise up ... Do not leave me… My heart ... my heart, can't live without you. You are too precious to me and I can't lose you. Be strong ... be strong ... never be fragile ... Rise up ... rise up ...