Treasure I Love You Lyrics Novels & Stories

You loved Amelia the way you loved me" "Of course, honey. You two are ny treasure"

If I do, may god strike me down. “Ti amo, tesoro mio.” (I love you, my treasure.)

) Until the next journey, all my love <3 Miri Googag

"Uh-huh?" "And that's you and our daughter, Jewel." I just smiled at what he said. "There's these other three important girls to me, your mom, my mom and Crystal." I just laughed a little at what he said. "We love you, too." That's all and he kissed and hugged me again even more with love. - (semi) END - /W.W/ Song used: Love Story by Taylor Swift. Lyrics credit to the rightful owner! I am not claiming any lyrics from this content!

I'm in love with you. Expensive... I love you... I love you... bridges: I didn't ask for anything else But to see and be with You in real life. Even though we just met We are in technology Through my heart and Love is your heart Formed. Don't go away anymore Because I can't handle it I love you... I love you... You and I Let's face tomorrow together Holding the hand of Each other A tight hug The contact person No one will let us go All will be dealt with

I'll give my all to you, Because All of me loves All of you..! All of me loves All of you♥️

Just not the way I expected before. "Just tell me that you're doubting me, love. I'll do anything to prove you jow much I love you. I will make you feel every bit of love I can give. I will let the world know how worth it you are for every drop of love. I will conquer every country just to give you the world. I will take the stars and present them to you. And lastly, I will take you to the place you love the most, love. I will take you up there, to the moon where you can shine everytime."

Out of sight, out of mind. I had work to do. I wrote for hours. The words poured out of me like venom. I wrote about a girl named Scarlet who lived in a glass tower. I wrote about a greedy uncle who loved money more than blood. I wrote until my fingers cramped and my stomach growled loud enough to echo in the empty penthouse. Lunch. I walked out to the kitchen. On the marble counter, next to the high-end coffee maker, lay a crisp fifty-dollar bill. I stared at it.

And so starts a wonderful journey under the full moon with this goddess of love. ‘I love you, Loraine’. A confession in my head that never reaches my lips...