This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things Meaning Novels & Stories

“You are beautiful, intelligent, witty, sarcastic, fun as hell to tease, and so fucking sexy I have trouble keeping my hands off you. You make it so hard to stay away… I want you so much. I’ve tried so hard, but you keep fucking drawing me in.” She blinked up at me. “Then why? Why can’t we…” I shook my head. “Because I can’t. I can’t love you. I can’t allow myself to pursue you, Lila. A beautiful woman like you shouldn’t waste your time on me.” “But, you said I wasn’t ‘that pretty.’”

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"And you will." Her throat moved in a slow swallow, her pulse fluttering beneath my fingers. "Why?" she whispered. "Why this?" I exhaled. How did I even begin to explain it? "Because you hate birthdays," I murmured, brushing a thumb over her wrist. "Because you’ve spent too many of them convincing yourself you don’t deserve anything good." She stiffened, her lips pressing into a tight line. But I wasn’t done. "Because you never let yourself have things that matter," I continued, voice low, measured, completely, devastatingly real. "And I wanted you to have something that does."

Being too naïve in this mortal world can be detrimental to some people. The idea that good things will come to good people is almost impossible. Something sacred can quickly turn into something broken without much thought. Like marriage, the holy vow of "till death do us part" between lovers—it's just a promise that could end at any moment.

I have no thoughts. I feel a feeling - probably - but it's too hard for me to describe, extending beyond words and expressions. Xavier is kissing me, and I never thought it would be such a pleasant day.... good. Good is a pretty overused term, used to explain tons of different emotions and placed in many contexts, but in this case the word should be considered as a simple placeholder for a reality so indefinable that I wish it would last forever. Something so strange and beautiful loses its impact through communication, which is true for many things, and can only be delivered through experience.

"How... How you still smile like that?" He chuckled. "Boy, it's called accepting. You know, things aren't permanent that's why we need to treasure the present. Let's say, we can do those things without any circumstances of gloomy windows and tears. We can't enjoy life with that." He sighed. "Let's just do what we have, what we need, and what we want to do as long as we still have time." Raven gulped. Their was a bit of struck on his chest, and seem to be his words pulled a chair and sat on his mind, taking its time.

RUE "That's sad. Childhood and teenage years aren't something you could buy with money," Tysha's words hit me hard. Her simple observation stirred up a bitter feeling inside me. It wasn't the taste of the liquor we were sipping; it was the bitterness of recognizing how many precious moments and joys of life I had missed out on. The realization weighed heavily on me, like an unspoken regret that no amount of wealth could undo. It was a poignant reminder that some things, once gone, couldn't be bought back, no matter how much success or material wealth one accumulated.

"I don't understand" He shut his eyes closed and struggled on what to say for minutes. "Like... how do I put this...I don't get to enjoy this everyday okay? so like I'm going to miss this...I don't want to have all this luxury because I know I'm going to crave it eventually after now, and I'm not going to have it, I'm going to think about it, over and over again and I'm going to miss the happy memories, I don't want to have happy memories because it's only going to make me sad and more....I don't know how to put this but like.

she stares deeper into the water. “Why do you ask that? Do you have something you want you feel you can't have?” I drop the empty glass I've been holding on the bench beside me. I join her in staring at the water. “Do you?” she shoots back “I mean, don't we all? There's always that one thing we desperately want but sometimes we can't have or rather it's best we don't have them because we just might destroy it. So we settle for hoping and longing from afar” I rattle off.

so many hardships yet they still manage to fight all of it. They say that life is but a breath of life that will soon fade. All people will die one day. That is our fate. That is why we must live the way we wanted. Live the life with no regret. Some may have the change to do so and some may not have. Some may be somewhere near it and some may still be far from it. But there is just one thing that all people wished to live. “Your beloved?” “Yes, Yes, you are” And that is happiness. Happiness that can’t even be explained by words. May it be simple or simplest out of all… that kind of joy you can’t be measured. That kind of happiness you could never give up even for a large sum of money.