Theory Of Love Novels & Stories

I took a deep breathe and exhaled. "Look there!" he pointed "...In the place where the water meets the sky, is the love that surrounds us as everyday goes by. Even in joyfulness, even in times we cry, our love will never stop but will keep on rolling by". He looked at me then continued "...in the place where the seashore meets the bay, is the love that abounds us through the heat in every ray. The sun may go down, but at the end of the day; the flaring shades of love will always have to stay..."

The switch up was alarming, and she felt stupid, because she had seen the signs, but threw them all into reckless abandon as usual—because of love. Things were becoming clearer to Kiara now and, as much as she hated to admit the truth, she knew. She knew that Love would be the death of her.

After that, they went to enjoy their love, when they went out and Esau was going to leave Tere at home, Tere said to him: -No, no Esau, leave me here, I'll take a cab, this can never happen again. -Yes, I know, but this is stronger than us. -Look, Esau, I'm not leaving my husband for anything in the world. -Yes, I understand, I won't leave my wife either. -Then this can't happen again, yes, I know we still love each other, but from the beginning, it was an impossible love. -Yes, yes, it's ok, I just want to ask you one thing, just one thing, Tere. -Yes, what is it.

She wanted Natali to feel what she felt. "Natali and I were engaged because of corporate matters. I am willing to cancel the engagement and forget about the cooperation just for you. I only love you..." Luliyah said while staring at Luliyah. He removed his glasses so that Luliyah could see the sincerity in his eyes and the tenderness in his gaze, that made her drown. 'Love? Is Kelvin just pretending? 'Was this his plan? Does he want to make Natali jealous?'

This was someone repeating programmed responses. "Real love doesn't involve threats," I said quietly. "It doesn't require tearing people down to build yourself up. And it definitely doesn't need magical interference."

I sigh and stand up to walk across the room to grab a glass of water from off the table, "I miss the times when mom and dad used to be around almost all the time." "Yeah me too." She agrees. "Mom literally didn't know when I started my period." I widen my eyes and gulp the glass of water down before looking around the room awkwardly, "Uh..I don't think you should talk about stuff like that to guys." She chuckles, "Are you kidding? You're literally my best friend. Best friends share everything with each other." she tells me. Most of the times, she uses the words,literally,basically,technically,practically,theoretically and a few more in most of her sentences. Something I've become used to.

Does she not see he would never love her the way I do? For the first time since I have known about him, today I feel like asking Ragini to leave Nigel. Love is about accepting the person as he or she is, not changing them. Nigel is in love with what he can make of her, in love with what he can change her into. True love means not having to pretend ever. I wish she understands that. Better sooner than later. Before she loses herself in the process of being in love with him. I wish I could see her tomorrow. The Next Tri

“Oh fuck off, Deus!” “Just listen to someone who has been around the bend, crown jewel. Love is not a claim. It is a give and take, a push and a pull, like that of a child on a swing set, tucked away into the gentle influence of gravity. Just as angels are bound to fall, so are we all bound to fall in love.” “What do you know about love?” I challenge. “Seven husbands' blood on your hands in the name of desire? Is that how you measure want?”

“You’re not objects. You’re not backup options. And if I keep stringing this out trying to figure out my feelings, that’s exactly what you start to become.” The room was very quiet. Marcus spoke first, which surprised me. He wasn’t usually the first. “Who said anything about equal?” I looked at him. “Love isn’t a fixed amount that gets divided by the number of people,” he said. “It’s not a pie. You don’t love someone less because you love someone else too.” He met my eyes. “My mother loved three kids. She didn’t love any of us a third of what she would’ve loved an only child.”

I added and he grinned. “Okay, let's think about what to do, we can watch a movie together, and let's visit Neil tomorrow. Is that okay?” He said I grinned and agreed to him. It's too nice to be with a person you love the most. We might argue, we might cry, and we might feel pain, but that's a part of the relationship. That's what true love has, it will never be perfect, but we learn to forgive and continue loving each other. That's my definition of true love.