Surat Cinta Untuk Mantan Terindah Novels & Stories

" My Dearest Liliana, As I sit here on our wedding night, my heart is bursting with love and gratitude for the incredible woman standing by my side. From the moment our paths crossed, I knew that our connection was something extraordinary, something that transcended time and space. And now, as we embark on this sacred journey together, I find myself in awe of the depth of our love. Liliana, you have brought light and joy into my life in ways I never thought possible. Your kindness, your strength, and your unwavering love have touched the depths of my soul, awakening a love within me that I didn't know existed. With you, I have discovered a love that is pure, passionate, and everlasting.

All my love, Celine <3

‘It’s your butterfly and this is your favorite book, and are you giving them to me? She smiled the sweetest. And then she flipped the book on the last page, at the blank page she wrote me a letter. Eric, Thank you, Eric. If it is not because of you, and everything you do for me, I wouldn’t know this kind of love exist. If only I could ask God one thing, I would ask him to give you to me. For all my remaining days I would never forget how you made me feel loved. Whatever happens please know that I love you. Love, Irina

The folder held countless emails. I opened them one by one, and each was a draft addressed to Lilith that had never been sent. The most recent was from a month before Isaac proposed to me three years ago. Every line in those emails was filled with the longing and despair of a love that could never be his. "Lilith, you've been abroad for two years. Today I walked past our old favorite dessert shop and bought a slice of your favorite cheesecake. Too bad it wasn't you sitting there."

It was sad that he didn't have them delivered to whoever had it. Athena was curious. She had expected Alex to be a man of romance, but not this intensely. Who had he written it to? She pulled out the rickety chair from beneath the" desk and took a seat. She gently dropped the pile of sheets on the desk like she was being careful not to have them ruined or rumpled. The next one which has to be her favorite was: "Promise me this If there is more than this one lifetime and we meet again In another time Another place Let us love each other then The way we should've loved each other from the start Because I couldn't bear to spend another lifetime missing a piece of my heart."

He calls for a waiter and we both place our orders before getting back to our discussion. "So tell me, what kind of traits do you like in a man? What's your idea of a perfect boyfriend?" He asks and I sigh a little, taking my time to think of the perfect answer. "Hmm... To be honest, I don't think there's anything like a perfect boyfriend cause there's no perfect human being in the world but I'll be honest, I used to have my own definition of a perfect man and a few years ago, I thought I had finally found him but he turned out to be the worst kind of man out there and now I no longer believe in wanting a perfect man."

Nоt аgаіn, ѕurеlу? “I lоvе every іnсh of you but for mе, іt іѕ уоur eyes. Frоm thе mоmеnt I lооkеd іntо them, I wаѕ trаnѕfіxеd. Thеу are lіkе рurе ѕаррhіrеѕ, ѕо beautiful. In thеm, I ѕее the man I lоvе, thе mаn I want tо spend forever wіth. I ѕее уоur bеаutіful ѕоul, аnd I knоw thаt еvеn after a lіfеtіmе оf bеіng tоgеthеr, mу heart wіll аlwауѕ skip a bеаt іn уоur vеrу рrеѕеnсе.”

He planned to present Angelina with some family joy, something he should have done at the beginning of her pregnancy but had neglected to do. Among the precious pieces was a sapphire necklace that Angelina had long wanted. James decided to surprise his wife with this little treat. However, in a moment of distraction, the box slipped out of his hands and all the jewels spilled onto the carpet. "Damn," he exclaimed in frustration. Looking more closely, James discovered the presence of a false bottom in the box and found several yellowed envelopes addressed to Mrs. Martha. He recognized the handwriting immediately; it belonged to Mr Barton. They were romantic letters. From an impossible love.

If anything, maybe he’ll finally leave me alone and stay out of my life. I open iTunes and scroll; every title lacks what I want to say. I try some keywords and there it is—it’s perfect. I know the song, it’s what I should have told him a long time ago. I purchase and send while holding my breath incase air destroys my courage. Emma Anderson, you’ve sent Jake Carrero “Only Love Can Hurt Like This” by Paloma Faith.

I picked it up to admire it, then opened the envelope to read the note. “Isobelle, from the first moment I saw you, your beauty enchanted me. As I learned more about you, your intelligence captivated me. You are the epitome of perfection. My one and only love. I will spend the rest of my life showing you just how special you are. Forever yours, Mason.”