Sweet Little Something Forever In Your Mind นิยาย & เรื่องราว

F I F T E E N Y E A R S A F T E R “You’re my honey bunch, sugar plum, pumpy-umpy-umpkin, you’re my sweetie pie. You’re my cuppycake gumdrop soogums boogums, you’re the apple of my eye and I love you so and I want to know that I’ll always be right here, and I love to sing sweet songs for you because you are so dear.” Aimee sang with a wide happy grin as she drew Hello Kitty’s face on the cupcakes, humming as she squeezed her piping bag.

And I'm thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways Maybe just the touch of a hand Well, me—I fall in love with you every single day And I just wanna tell you I am So, honey, now Take me into your loving arms Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars Place your head on my beating heart I'm thinking out loud Maybe we found love right where we are When my hair's all but gone and my memory fades And the crowds don't remember my name When my hands don't play the strings the same way (mmm...) I know you will still love me the same 'Cause, honey, your soul could never grow old, it's evergreen And, baby, your smile's forever in my mind and memory I'm thinking 'bout how people fall i

It reminds me of her! Boro, boro, delam toraa, toraa namikhaahad (Go, go, My heart doesn't want you) This song affects my mind because I was remembering her during my work which isn't right. I slammed my fist on the counter, making a clicking sound because of ring-clad fingers, all holding different memories. The barman flinched on his plate "Whisky!" I noticed the cigar smoke blended in the air when I spoke. Digar, digar, namikhaaham bebinamat

Dominic called out as he held my shoulder to keep me steady. I looked into his eyes. "That music was not dedicated to Yvonne." Tears rolled down my cheek as I looked down at the globe I was holding in my hands. "I dedicated that song to Malinda Kristen, she was my star." My head buzzed as many flashbacks of Malinda came rushing into my memory, all the laughter, all the smiles, all the tears she had cried and even at the yard when she made a promise with me, they all came back like a rushing flood and I looked up at Dominic.

I put my bag on the table and sat on the clean bed. My hand trails the empty bed. I remembered sweet memories of me and Martin spending time here, cuddling, making out and making love. It feels like it just happened yesterday, the truth is, he has already gone for a long time. I didn’t want to count it, I just told myself he was gone long enough until my tears dried.

And we did make love again, though there was nothing gentle about the second or third or fourth time. As I became sleepy, I heard a song playing. It was ‘I Do’ by 98Degrees, the one that Rai sang while playing the piano. “Is this your favorite song, Rai?” I asked, yawning. “One of my favorites but becoming my favorite. Somehow it describes my feelings for you,” he said. “Hmm.. You have a nice voice. You should sing to me more often, Rai,” I said as I snuggled closer to him, feeling my eyes becoming heavy.

My Forever Man 1 Hello, my name is Emma. I’m a twenty-one-year-old woman and I have had a rough last few years in my young love life. All I seem to do is work eat and sleep. So as a single woman I decided to look for my perfect man. I didn’t want to end up as a crazy old cat lady. So where do you find a man nowadays. Bars, churches, and the singles in my area will not work. I don’t drink and bars don’t bring the kind of catch I want. With not having a man in my life I have had a lot of spare time.

Whispering you'll be fine all along ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

Over the years of struggling with debts that were beyond her comprehension, Indira had cut down all her ideas and fantasies about romantic feelings. But at this moment, looking at the photo of them together in the little red book, Indira somehow felt bitter at the difference in their expressions. In the photo, neither of them were smiling, she looked very quiet, while Angka looked very indifferent. If it wasn't for the red background and that the photo was pasted on the marriage book, no one would have believed that the two photos were marriage photos because they didn't look happy at all. Indira was currently thinking about the possibility that she and Angka might have been brought together

Peter utters. "Lyly, Adam, enjoy the party, we'll be right back." Selly and Peter say then leaving us alone. “No doubt, a beautiful cello under a skillful fingers making a wonderful peace.” Adam articulates. Well, besides his beautiful appearance, he has a smart mouth. All men are from the same planet. I give him a smile that doesn’t reach my eyes. "are you still playing?" he asks. "Sorry?" "I didn't see you in the orchestra, the last time I did was about 5 years ago. I'm fond of your music." He continues.