روايات وقصص ضمن Poems Of Deep Love

The road they went through, accompanied and separated, separated and accompanied. Those indelible memories remind them to always cherish this love. - Thi San, thank you for coming to my side and changing a new shirt for me. Throughout my life, I will never forget my sincere love for you. – Thang Vu grabbed Thi San's hand and borrowed the lyrics to confess his heart to the new bride. - After so many storms, our love is still intact as at the beginning. Throughout my life, I will never forget my sincere love for you. – Her voice choked into the microphone.

I just started saying what came to my mind. "I love you. You are all that I need and I will love you till eternity. I will fight with you, for you and together we can do anything. You and I together till eternity. No one can separate us. I love you. I love you. I will never get tired of saying that. I will never get tired of showing you. I love you."

"I'm just here to tell you that you were the one who abandoned me first. I know now that I have put my trust in the wrong person." Xavier's body swayed even more. "You were arrogant enough to believe that you would have loyal and devoted love, but you didn't. You're just a pathetic fool who deceived even your own self." He quietened, raising his head to look up at the moon. "No," he said softly. "I really did love you. I just wanted to prove myself so desperately." After a slight pause, he turned back and looked at me. "I'm sorry, Shelly. I won't waste another decade of your life."

"To every lovely lady bright, I wish a gallant faithful knight; To every faithful lover, too, I wish a trusting lady true. A book of verses underneath the bough, A jug of wine, a loaf of bread, and thou. A mighty pain to love it is, And this a pain that pain to miss; But, of all pains, the greatest pain, Is to love, but love in vain. May we have those in our arms, whom we love in our hearts. Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine;

Maria replied with a sad tone. “What do you mean hold?” Daria asked again but Maria seemed hesitant, “I’m sorry if am offending you” Daria drew back. “No it’s fine I actually had a terrible experience with love” Marisa paused asking for another refill, “I fell in love with the most beautiful man I had ever seen, but he wasn’t in love with me at the time we met, my friend seduced him” she paused again. “And they had a fall out leading to his disappearance, so hear I am, unable to find love again”she said with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.

Roy then deliberately took Sira's hand. Among the brightly shining stars, Love grew in the silence of the night. In the gentle whisper of the calm wind, The heart trembles, dancing in peace. Every second is like an eternal melody, Uniting in the sacred strains of destiny. The longing engraved in the gaze of the eyes, Becomes the language of the soul that no words can express. Love, like light at dusk, Warm, yet full of secrets. In its embrace, the world feels small, All wounds disappear, all fretting is secluded.

The garden stood still, the trees unmoving, the air filled with nothing but warmth and quiet belonging. My Luna. My darkest obsession. My moon. And in that quiet moment, with her lips pressed against mine and her breath mingling with my own, words rose within me— I rested my forehead against hers and spoke softly, my voice barely louder than the wind. “If love were fire, You would be the flame that never fades. If love were night, You would be the moon that guards my sky. If love were war, I would bleed gladly beneath your name. And if love were death—

Stella chatted casually. "Elizabeth Barrett Browning? 'The Soul's Expression'?" "That's a good one, but my favorite is 'How Do I Love Thee'. It goes like this: 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." Stella recited a few lines of the poem. "I have never heard of that." Jasper put the washed tomatoes onto the plate.

“Yes… I like you… I like you a lot. “My phone is full of your photos. I have all your likes and dislikes written in my notes. I’ve pinned your chat to the top for over ten years. Every time you message me, I get so happy that I can’t sleep all night. I have also written many love letters for you. I’ll show them to you someday, okay?” Yvette had known Henry for eight years. This was the first time she saw him look so openly in love.

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