Short Deep Love Poems From Books Novels & Stories

Love was as real as everything else. It's just you have to wait for the right moment. *l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l* The end.

With his index finger, he pointed to a faded note in perfect cursive. 'A love such as this exists in the deepest confines of each. It takes a spark, a movement to awaken our souls to the passion that fervently burns, but burn it does not forever. After the spark has burned out, from the ashes, a new love rises, one that endures long after the spark is gone. One that is worth the fight and worth the wait. This is the love I hope, I seek, I breathe.'

It felt like they had never been apart. They sat down at a table, and Sharon brought out a menu. "What can I get for you?" she asked, still blushing. "I don't want anything to eat, Sharon," Chris said, looking into her eyes. "I just want to tell you something." Sharon put down the menu and looked at him expectantly. Chris took a deep breath and held her hand. "Sharon, I love you," he said. "I know we only spent a few days together, but I can't stop thinking about you. I want to be with you, if you'll have me."

These few days that Shadrach has left have taught me a lot of things about myself. I realized that Dianne never loved me, even if she does; she probably doesn’t understand what love actually is. I also realized that I never loved the girl; we were just following our infatuations. I have never understood the girl’s feelings and she never understood mine. I guess we were just enjoying having sex with each other. And even these days, I don’t even know why I am not able to sleep with the girl, no matter how hard I tried, it is just not working.

After she broke up with Gregory, I confessed my feelings, and our relationship deepened. I thought I had finally found love, drowning in the dream Ellis wove around me—only to learn the truth. She never loved me. Her tenderness had always been a lie, a cruel game of revenge. She watched coldly as I spun in circles like a fool under her control. At dawn, I heard a man and a woman talking on the staircase. When I opened the door, Ellis paused mid-sentence. “Russell scraped his knee and got a few cuts. His place is too remote. I decided to let him stay here for a while.”

🌹Aurora 🌹 The following days were different—different in a way that sent a strange warmth curling through my chest, a slow-burning fire that I wasn’t sure I wanted to put out. Damien and I weren’t suddenly in love, nor had we solved all the problems that stood between us, but something had shifted. It started with small things.

Do you know how many years you'd serve if Jessy actually pressed charges? I stared at him in disbelief, and a chuckle escaped me before I could think. 'Was this the man I once loved? I must've been blind,' I thought to myself.

"At first, I was just angry, angry that you were so 'careless,' and that made me resist and reject you. But I forgot, from the beginning, I truly had feelings for you." He paused, took a deep breath, as if gathering great courage, and continued, "Shannon, during this time, I was blinded by my stupidity and deliberately ignored you and Melanie. It wasn't until you left that I woke up from the dream and truly realized how deep and sincere your love for me was." At that point, his voice had become choked with emotion, trembling as he begged, "Can you... give me another chance?" If this had happened in the past, witnessing such a scene would have filled me with immense joy, as though I were in a

This sneaking out from a full blown reception to get some piece of heated passionate ardor was beyond imagination The way she finished when she dig her nails on the sleeve of his shirt in a hurry and little bit trepidation of being caught. The way her eyes shone when he had his share of pleasantries with her tight entry. The memory of the flowing fabric that slid down her curvaceous girth would live alive for hundred years and Edwin could cherish this teeny behavior during non teen days of his life. Love: To love is nothing To be loved is something To love and Be loved is everything. And today I have everything!!!! ''''''''''''''''''

I continued to read and tried to grasp the lessons from this book. One of the best lessons I have read is that...love is as deep as the ocean, and many lovers try to swim. Most even end up drowning. But in love, there's always hope. The light of hope will slip through the broken cracks. One must hope for love to float up the deep connection lying down on the bottom of the sea. So that one day, it will rise and be lifted up high to the sky, as the birds will sing in triumph and delight. The moment where all the demons, those trying to put love at its lowest, shall surrender to Eros' beautiful wrath and accept love wholly.