Novel & Cerita Title For Poem About Love

__________ Legend, that's how our hearts were shaped together; a dream come true from up the heavens. Uncertainties, once when ashamed, they tell a story with our names. To be in love sometimes is like a fantasy; so full of wonders we couldn't help but agree. It works in ways we can't predict; it's more just like a magic trick. A stroke of fate on the crossroads, just you and me left in the world; the meeting of our eyes married

But I feel like I wanted more. "I really thought it was one-sided love. Pero sabi ko sa sarili ko, I will still pursue you. Hoping that one day you'll grow feelings for me." Nakita ko kung paano niya ako tinitigan ng may buong pagmamahal. Pakiramdam ko ay lumilipad ako sa sobrang tuwa. I feel so loved. "Captivated..." I whispered. "Hm?" he softly said. "That will be the title of my first song for you." I smiled and kiss him on the lips once again.

I instantly towed his shirt ng mapansin ko ang pagtalikod nito. "Make love with me, Babe." nakangisi kong wika.Ang init ng pakiramdam ko sa mga sandaling iyon.Parang may bumubulong sa tainga ko na akitin ang boyfriend ko o marahil ay epekto parin iyon ng alak.

Hinaplos ang kanyang pisngi upang tanggalin ang luhang patuloy na puma-patak. Parang kinukurot ang puso ko ng paulit-ulit. Parang sirang liriko na tila'y ayaw pakinggan ng nakakarami. Napa-angat ako ng tingin nang bahagyang makita ko sila Mama at Papa. True love that is given in vain is useless. We don't love the qualities but we must love the people. Minsan ko nang natunghayan ang pagmamahalan ng aking mga magulang sa hardin na ito.

Hala sorry father, sorry papa Jesus. "Love should have no other desire but to fulfill itself. But if your love and needs must have desires, let these be your desires: To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To know the pain of too much tenderness. To be wounded by your own understanding of love; And to bleed willingly and joyfully. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving; To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy; To return home at eventide with gratitude; Then to sleep with a vision of the beloved in your heart and a song of love on your lips."

Yumapos ang dalawang gamay sa katawan ni Nenita at pinaupo ito sa kanyang hita habang mapusok ang gantihan ng kanilang mga halik. “I love you," nanginginig ang labi na usal ni Nenita. Umiiyak siya sa saya na hindi niya maipaliwag. “Mahal na mahal rin kita." Love is always win. Love is so powerful. Love is the strength of two weak people. Love is a way to reunite the hearts of two people who love each other. Nanligaw si King kay Nenita. He wanted to do in a proper way how to be with Nenita again. Hindi kasi ito naranasan ni Nenita, ang ligawan siya ni King.

Ang balat niya na dating amoy lavender at mahal na pulbos ay amoy kemikal na ngayon. I remember looking at her pale face and realized that the world doesn’t care about your heart. Ang pag-ibig, ang tiwala, ang katapatan—lahat ng iyon ay mga luho na para lang sa mga taong may buong pamilya at may pangalang hindi pa nadudungisan. For someone like me, who lost everything in one single night, love is a poison that makes you slow. It is a luxury I can no longer afford.

Hindi na kailangan ng maraming salita; ang kanilang mga damdamin ay nag-uumapaw sa bawat galaw. Dahan-dahang siyang inihiga ni Darrius, at sa gabing iyon, muling nagpatianod ang kanilang pagmamahalan. Malalim, at walang halong pag-aalinlangan, na puno ng pangako na kahit anong mangyari, ang isa't Isa pa rin ang pipiliin sa huli. Pareho nilang inabot ang tuktok ng Apo at halos kapusin sila ng kanilang mga hininga nang pareho silang bumagsak sa higaan.

At sa puso ng isang bata, sapat na ang isang salita para ipahayag ang lahat ng iyon. “Love.”

💖 Love, Mimi