Sentimental Novels & Stories

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We tend to do things that seems right only at that moment and later regret for having our mind function in such an absurd manner. I heard the main door of our house shut gently, indicating that he left. I sighed and dared not to spill any stupid tears from my tears. What was the point of crying now? I'd cry the whole night if it assures to make things better for me tomorrow. But I know it's not going to do anything except for draining me out of water. I silently walked to my bed and sat on it. There was this thing I knew about Brett. He doesn't get mad for unreadable things. He only gets angry if someone hits him in the nerve or hurts him in the hurt. Both the things happened today.

I don't know but Camellia was so sensitive, her fragile bony structure and her tears when she was bearing the pain. I couldn't help but purposefully placed a pillow beneath her head and touch her cheek to wipe that tear which had been bothering me. I was not an affectionate and caring man but in the moment it felt right to treat her like this. I was although enraged when I saw that look in her eyes, she was questioning my actions!

He smirked "It's my birthday today" I reminded him "Do I look like I care?" The old Joey is back.. the asshole Joey is back "Asshole" "That's my Valentine.. I like the feisty one more than the softie one" My Valentine.. I love to hear that "Say that again" I said and he raised his eyebrows "Say that again Joey" "I like the feisty one-" "Before that" I said "That's my Valentine.." I crashed my lips to mine as he repeated that. I miss him.. I like him.. I fall for him

MOMENTS SAILED PAST and the intense ache in Sreya's heart became a lulling, dull throb as the stream of tears ceased to run. Silence dominated the space and Ethan ran his hand down her back, Sre still on his lap as his body slightly moved from side to side, like that of a mother when trying to hush a wailing baby.

I have a chance to ask for forgiveness and be with her again! The warmth from his hand and his passionate eyes got Rachel furrowing her brow. She remotely withdrew her hand and replied apathetically, "Theo, I admit that I'm not over you, and I'm not truly elated being with Caleb, but this doesn't mean anything. It only proves that I'm a very sentimental person, or perhaps, I'm a very loyal person when it comes to relationships."

her old soul perked up when she realizes who it is in front of her. She fumbled to stand up but Selena caught up to her first and kneeled in front of her, giving her a hug. Grandma’s old-woman scent connects to her mother’s embrace since she used to visit her with Daisy all the time. The beauty of grandmothers is they are extremely tender to their grandkids, more than their own children. Grandma Genesis is no exception, as she specializes in spoiling Selena, too. “Oh, my dear Bambi… I thought you have forgotten me. How long has it been? How are you?” the sweet but shaky old lady voice asked her, never losing the tightness of her wide grin.

Priceless. ***

Maybe he doesn't feel the same way I feel about him. Loving him still now is so wrong but it feels so good. It feels like he is my world. Like the sun rises after the moon's descent, it's natural and inevitable. I can't fight the feeling. The worst feeling is feeling unwanted by the person you need the most. There is a lot of difference between want and need. Want is a luxury, while need is something you cannot live without. I had a lot of reasons to leave, to give up on you. But still I chose to stay. You had a lot of reasons to stay. But you chose to give up on me. Why? Just why? You just cut and threw me out of your life like it was something easy. Making me think I deserved it. We were n