Romans & histoires My Love Isn't Fragile

"Maybe we shouldn't do this yet. It hurts you ,there has to be an alternative. " I frowned. "No, we should. I want this. Mr man!" He wasn't loved by my claim. He insisted. "I can't bear to see you in pain." "But I am not in pain, oh lord" I said, pulling him down to me. I kissed him, trying to pour reassurance into it. "So please don't," I heard myself say. I didn't even recognize the husky, wanton tone of my own voice. "Don't hold back. I'm not fragile or made of glass I won't break.”

“Cassie, what do you think love is? I thought about the question. Mom and Jude had obviously loved each other, but that love hadn't been enough to make Jude stay. And they were both wrecks when they broke up. Angela waited. “Well, I think love is something fragile. Breakable, isn’t it?” I muttered.

because I look like his first love? Realization hit me. He doesn't love me! It's all just a lie! His love is a lie! Tears filled my eyes. But I tried not to cry. "You must be devastated by knowing this." she said trying to sound consolidate. "Why are you here? Why are you suddenly back in his life now? Where were you all these years?"I snapped at her.

"Love is love when you love someone When they give their love back love becomes so sweet Love is so fragile yet so enduring Love is so caring yet so in need Love is in need of another love to make a great love How could love hurt someone so in love? Love is so kind To the point that it is so blind Love is so blind only to see the good Love is so sweet like a smell of a rose That is when the rose became a symbol of love When matters of the heart don't matter anymore

And what I hear, breaks my heart. The girl who is working the counter, her name is Carmen, which I now know is the ex girlfriend of Jace. Is tell her friend, Skyler, that her and Jace have worked everything out and that he finally dropped the “uptight American girl”. I feel a single tear slide down my cheek as I turn and walk out of the café, I’ve never felt more humiliated about anything in my life. As soon as I’m far enough away from the café I let the tears really fall, because he never actually loved me and he must have just wanted to cross “American girl” off a list of things he wanted to accomplish.

But Bella's heartfelt warm when she saw the seriousness on Jennie's face. "I think I'm still very lucky because even though our family problems don't end, I know God still loves me." “When Big Sister injured yourself, I couldn't shake the thought of losing you in my mind at that time. I'm really grateful that God didn't give me the toughest trial, which was losing someone I loved with all my life." “The ordeal I'm facing right now is nothing compared to how much more precious Sister is here with me… Right now, in my heart. Don't you think so too?"

Gatlin asked isn’t it because of love they are in this stage. “I loved the wrong person, Gat it’s mom’s fault to love and believe wrong person, love is not bad thing” Lucy didn’t want his son to live his life in hate she knows Gatlin need someone to love her son is so good that he deserved to be loved a Limitless Love.

Love you forever, always will. My hand trembles as sobs wrack my entire body. Is it right to love someone so much, despite all the shit I've been through. My phone dings once more, this time Zach sends the last photo we took together. We were so happy, carefree and inlove. He sends another message: This is where you belong baby girl. I refuse to give up on us, please give me a chance to explain everything. Face to face PLZ... I choke back a sob and toss the phone unto the bed. Damn these hormones! As I lay down, I'm assaulted by a plethora of memories of Zach and I, even Kyra. My phone rings, I answer without checking the caller ID.

"You don't have to. I know baby and I love you just as much." And my wonderful mate made me forget how damaged and sad I felt inside, filling my soul with love and comfort, laying soft kisses on my skin and making love to me like I was something so precious, something that could brake so easily, just from a mere touch so he had to be careful. And I let him treat me like a was something fragile, because just for this night I really felt I could break.