Reason Why I Love You Novels & Stories

"Do you really think that love is something which can be created by a single act? That our hearts will somehow get better if our emotions are removed from us? No! Love isn't something like that. Love is something which is inside us. Something which stays with us forever." "Then why did you kiss me, Celine? You kissed me and then you left without saying anything. Without saying goodbye. Even though I begged you to stay. Even though you promised that you wouldn't let me go. Why did you kiss me?" "Because I love you." "And why now?" "Because it was the only time in my whole life when someone kissed me. Because it meant something to me. Because I didn't know what else to do. Because...because I

I should be angry and throwing a tantrum, but I am surprised and still come and not angry, just a bit disappointed, though. 'Am sorry I didn't tell. I knew you would disagree. You are so proud, but I want you to be okay. Somewhere I can see you every day and know you are really fine. Steph, you know that I care about you so much that you are always on my mind. Life without you is becoming hard for me. I wish you could just give me a chance to be there for you. To love and cherish you. Please say yes to me. Be my girlfriend.'

I ask not believing. "I don't understand how you could possibly love someone like me." The argument is refuted by him. "It's not complicated at all. I love you because you have numerous abilities, you are passionate about what you believe in, you love your family and friends, you are willing to fight for what is right, and you never give up. All of these things contribute to why I love you. I love you for all of those reasons, but the most important reason is because I love you for who you are and the fact that you don't judge other people based on who they are." Because I no longer feel threatened by looking into his blue eyes, I have begun to cry again. He puts both of his hands on my chin

“It’s more my fault, because I’m the reason we ended up like this. But Kat, my best friend, why me?” “There is no reason why I loved you. I just chose you. My heart chose you.” “Is that possible? No reason at all?” “Yes. If I said I loved you because you make me happy, what if one day you no longer make me happy? Does that mean I won’t love you anymore? If I said I loved you because of your looks, what if you lost them? Would I stop loving you then? If I said I loved you for your personality, what if you changed? Would I stop loving you too? I love you because my heart chose you, nothing else.”

he said slowly, and waited. Why didn’t I leave? It was easy. I loved him. I loved our little family and I couldn’t imagine leaving. “Because I love you. Because I love you so much that I can’t imagine walking away.” I had no idea why, but the thought made me start crying, and before I knew it, I was a huge sobbing mess on the bed, shaking violently as I cried.

She wrapped her shaking hands around my waist "Why.. Why are you still here with me? You can just leave me like what they did to me. Why can't you hate me? I'm the daughter of your brother's murderer. Why?" I closed my eyes and kissed her forehead "Because, I love you. I'm here not because of pity, I'm here because I love you. Your love is giving me reason to hold on to you, to hold on to us. I know, you are having a hard time right now, that is why I'm here, share your problems to me. Tell me everything, I'm willing to listen."

She said. "....." He can't say so. "But— I love you even you are a fiction!" She cried out. "I-" He can't say so. "See this?..." She pressed her heart. "This is my life! I fall for you. Why? Because I love the way you smile, your face, your personality. I feel protection and care when you are with me. You just don't know why. However, I said it just now. I love you. I love you, and I love you because I have fallen for you! Now, why? Why did you love me for a lie?" She said. Her eyes cried.

"i say to my bestfriend she nod and leave thé room. I lay on my bed and let thé tears i Have been holding back leave my eyes, i cry as much as i want to, letting all my émotions out, why did i Have to ho through this, why me? why can't he love me? why cant my own love story be like my mum, maybe if i look as beautiful as she is he would have notice me, maybe if i wasn't soo antisocial and introverted he could have love me, why am i soo différent and weird.

It was finally being set free. "I love you," he said. "I know." "Say it back." "I love you too. I love you more than I ever thought I could love anyone. I love you with everything I have. I love you with my whole heart. I love you with my whole soul. I love you because you're you. I love you because you're broken and beautiful and strong and fragile and everything in between. I love you because you're mine. I love you because you're my home. I love you because you're my reason to keep going."

"Why me? Why didn't you leave me the hell alone then? Why didn't you stop? Why did you make me fall in love with you?" Her words cut through me like a knife, each one a painful reminder of the damage I had inflicted upon her. "Because I couldn't leave you," I whispered, my voice thick with emotion. "You were sent to me by God. You were mine. Every moment I spent with you, I learned a little more about you. Every second I laid with you, I fell for you a little more. And after nine months, I couldn't see myself without you. You became my addiction. I hated our fights, your bitchiness, you walking out on me, but I loved you."