This Can't Be Love Novels & Stories

Its hurts. I take a deep breath. ~ Why can't it be? Why can't it be the two of us? Why can't we be lovers? Only friends You came along At the wrong place, at the wrong time Or was it me? ~ Can I not really own you, Hiro? Can't you really love me like how I love you? Argh. My heart is aching and I won't tear up, but no. I can't be weak. The battle is not over yet, Nathalia. You should try again and get Hiro.

(Yeah, yeah, yeah) But I hope you can't get it up (Yeah, yeah, yeah) 'Cause I can't fall in love without you I can't fall in love without you I can't fall in love without you I can't fall in love without you Please don't fall in love without me I can't fall in love without you I can't fall in love without you So please don't fall in love without me...❤ ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤ ❤AT NIGHT ❤

I don't know answer I don't know anything about him but still craving for his attention I'm scared he might think I'm one of those girls who runs behind his money and status but my feelings are pure I cannot love you I will not love you I shall not love you these silent reveries stay with me all day I cannot, I will not, I shall not because I can feel it I can feel this love will destroy me and though it is nothing I cannot survive I am too tired to keep this uncertainty alive so just leave or stay whichever you choose, do it all the way . . . I don't know why this thoughts keep messing in my head since from few days I cursed myself why I'm not in his heart I hated myself when I saw him in p

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“How the hell do you know that?” She chewed on her lip. “I don’t.” I rolled my eyes. “Come on, it’s freezing out here,” she said. “No,” I said. “I can’t do this.” “You said you would do it for me. Come on, are you going to stand in the way of me and love?” “Love?” “Well, maybe not love, but possibly great sex?” “Fine!” I said. It would be stupid to go home now anyway. Mom would have a million questions for me about why I came home early.

"We won't be able to even get married, Danni." She sighed. "Mike, listen to me. You love me. I can feel it. I know it. You know just as much as I do that love isn't a tangible thing. You can't measure it. You can't quantify it. It defies all explanation and just when you think you've figured it out, it changes. Love is the one true power in the universe. If your love is pure, then nothing can touch it. Nothing can tear it apart. If I get to spend my life with you, I'll be a happy woman. Marriage? It's words on a paper. It's an expensive ring and a ceremony in front of our friends and family. Having time with you is so much more important." Mike sighed and shook his head. "I don't want to hur

She heard the door unlatch and footsteps, but she didn't have the courage to turn around and face the man who probably had plenty of expectations from her, who would probably demand physical and mental intimacy from her, who would probably now want to control her. "Iss rishte mein izzat hogi, pyaar nahi" she heard a hoarse voice announce, translating to - This relationship would only be based on mutual respect and not love. She had nothing to say to this except a sigh of relief, there really were no expectations or impositions. "And our respect will come from the fact that we pretend to have a perfectly normal marriage in front of our families, but other than that let keep outta each other's

She stammers to say anything. "But I can't. Why don't you understand?", she mumbles in a cracked voice. "I love someone else. I can't do it" "To the heck of your love!", I groan. "Can't you see my love?", I jerk her, grabbing her waist. "Are you blind to see my love? Tell me" "I.... I can...see", she says in a shaking voice. "But I can't. Please let this go. Let me go. I can never love you. I can never keep you happy. I love Christian. I only love him"

I lean against the door frame as I listen to the song he’s absent-mindedly humming, and my heart breaks when I recognise it. It’s I can’t make you love me by Bonnie Raitt. 'Cause I can't make you love me if you don't…” He softly sings the first part of the chorus, and my heart breaks at the hurt in his voice. “You can't make your heart feel something it won't..." He sings again, and I hold my breath as I hear him sniffle. “Here, in the dark, in these final hours…” He continues but stops, and I realise that he’s fighting tears.

Can't you see how much I'm suffering from your behavior? -"Are you suffering? Don't make me laugh! It's too late George. Don't you see?" -"It's never too late when two people truly love each other" he said, he took my hand, put it in his heart. I took my hand back and told him sternly. -"I don't love you anymore George. Stop meddling in my life"