Pieces Of Your Love Novels & Stories

“I understand why it’s like this.” I wipe my cheek with the back of my hand, but it doesn’t help. “Love isn’t just the good parts,” I continue, voice shaking. “It’s all of it. The broken pieces too. I get that.” My eyes lift to his. “And I love you, Theo.” The words fall out too fast, too real to stop. “I’ve tried not to. I’ve tried for years. It didn’t go away it just made everything worse.” My breath breaks.

He closed his eyes tightly, breathing harshly through his nose, and shook his head. “Yes. I love you. Every broken, mismatched piece of you. I love every single freaking piece of you, even when you feel this way, and that isn’t gonna change. You can be angry, afraid, sad, and I’ll still love you the same way I love you when you’re happy. Listen to me and believe me, Austin. I love every part of you the way you love every part of me.”

“ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ғᴀʟʟ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ

Make it tolerable? “I love you. Don’t leave me.” He shakes me violently, and I don’t feel a thing, because I’m already gone, aren’t I? Above me, the tapestry is a hazy stream of flickering lights against the stars. I count the threads, following the lifelines of those I love, finding mine… breaking. Splintering into pieces, carried away on a soft, phantom breeze, piece by piece, atom by atom. Me–and our baby. Our miracle. Both threads just… fading.

"Do you love me?" ***

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