Poemas De Amor En La Distancia Novels & Stories

I assured him, panting a kiss on his hand. “Okay,” Parker muttered. “I love you.” My heart swelled as he looked at me. “I love you too.” “Promise me that we will try our best to make it work. You won’t shut me out whenever you are going through something. Even if I’m miles away, I still want to be there for you.” The distance was going to be hard, but I was determined to fight for our love. I nodded as I forced a smile even though my eyes had become watery with tears. “I promise,” I replied, my breath shaky. “Promise me that you would do the same.”

"Stay here with Amanda, Ms. Sanders. I'll take care of the fees." Tears welled up in Charlotte's eyes as she stared at Jonathan gratefully. He patted her shoulder soothingly but shot me a dark look. "Tessa, if you apologize to Ms. Sanders and Amanda now, we can move past this." His words stabbed through me like a dagger. The burning sensation on my calf was nothing compared to my heartbreak at that moment. I stared at the man I had loved for the last six years. A bitter smile etched upon my bloodless face as I relented. "Fine. I'm sorry."

Catelin smiled shaking her head. "I will never be happy to be away from you but you know I heard somewhere." She paused caressing his beard jaw. " Love becomes stronger when it's given from afar. I love you and I am sure it will become stronger when we will be far away." She said making his eyes soften. He leaned closer placing his lips against hers making her close her eyes in return. They shared a soft loving kiss without the use of the tongue. "I love you." He mumbled detaching his lips from hers.

"What about us?" "Us?" I repeat him surprised. "Yes, us. You say you love me but... How would this work out if you are six hours away from me? I for sure know a long-distance relationship won't work." "I love you, yes... But you don't love me," I whisper. "Little one, I-"

Eventually making me bleed of need. The less I see him, the more I crave him. I am the dry dessert and he is my rain that can quench my thirst. My rain so near yet so far from my reach. It's a painful struggle wanting to have someone so bad but they don't want the same. They prefer to keep you at a distance from the rest, blocking any sort of contact with you. But when daylight streams through your windows, the pain vanishes for a while and excitement flows through your veins.

So, when another person appears to you at your most lonesome moments and lavishes you with gentle, attentive care, it is only a matter of time before you become susceptible to certain kinds of reveries and imaginations. What else could be a bigger wrench in a long-distance relationship, if not the lack of chance to be with one another in their daily lives? Then, a third-wheel would be able to hijack that absence in companionship—and before one knew it, love had lost to something as mundane as distance. When Tiffany returned to the lobby below the little apartment she was renting, she asked out of courtesy, “Would you like to come in and have a cuppa?” Alejandro stared at her with a strange l

Do you still remember me? Kai's slight relief in the dark of a spring night. This silence is always represented by ink, which speaks from the power of love, in the reverberation of nightmarish script. There is always a heart that longs for you to come back. Prepare for your comfortable stay. Because I'm still here waiting for you... Even though in a different place with the same love. Memories play their own role, he draws himself on a wall of feelings that we can't really guess where it is.

Maybe you forget the depth of love, We shared.. But I can't.. Because they were happy memories.. We both shared.. From the past.. At present.. Our ways are far away. Away from each other . But the love is still alive.. And it will be alive..till my heart stop beating and my eyes stop imagining the dreams Of us.. Holding each other's hand.. Till death do us part…. ____________________________________________________

As Lydia packed for her next destination, she realized something subtle but profound: Distance hadn’t diminished their bond. It had clarified it. They weren’t together out of proximity. They were together out of choice. And when she finally boarded a flight home for a brief visit mid-year, her heart didn’t race with anxiety. It settled with anticipation. Because love, when rooted deeply enough, doesn’t weaken with space. It learns to breathe within it.

And when the first five words left his lips, I could not explain how I felt because somehow we prepared the same vow. How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace I love thee to the level of every day’s Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs and with my childhood faith