We Were Meant To Be Together Novels & Stories

E: ”I’ve never met some who thinks so much like me” Together: “Jinx, jinx again….Our mental synchronization…can have but one explain…you and I were just meant to be….Say goodbye…to the pain of the past….We don’t have to feel it anymore…..Love is an open doooooooor….Love is an open door…life can be so much more …with you….With you….Love is an open door..”

I know a thing or two about having someone like that. I live for you and you live for me. We are one, intertwined in a nest of infinite love. We are like a secret pact that not even we know what it is. We are a rare feeling, which despite being and feeling, we don't know how to explain. It's not love, it's more than that. Wow, it's so much cooler than that. I wish I could say what this really is, but I don't even know and I don't think you know either. We are two, trapped in one. We are two hearts, bitter and sweet, with different flavors that together form this beautiful combination. We are two souls, lost in an abyss, who find each other at the sound of a beautiful song. We are you and me,

"What are you thanking us for?" "For making me a part of your story. I can't believe I almost ruined this kind of love for silly reasons. I know you're not perfect but I have never witnessed something so pure. If soul mates are a thing, then you two are a match made in heaven." Her words warmed my heart and I found myself hugging her again. Damien did the same. "This is the part where I leave to start my own story." Damien's countenance dropped. "Don't tell me you're leaving so soon, we only just started celebrating."

Never Again 🌷 “If two people are meant to be together, they will eventually find their way back into each other's arms…. No matter what!” ~•~ E V E L Y N• Our bodies were pressed against each other- fire to fire, heat to heat. I felt the heat surging from his body, rubbing against mine. My breathing hitched, yet I tried to push his built figure off me.

After everything? "Because we chose each other. Keep choosing each other. Through all of it." Our girls were thriving. Building their lives. Following their dreams. We'd done our job. Raised them. Prepared them. Let them go. Now it was our turn. To live again. To rediscover ourselves. Together. Always together. The way it had always been. The way it would always be.

"No matter what. No matter what comes. What happens. What ends. Together. Always together." "Always," he promised. Bond pulsing. Connection deep. Love absolute. "Forever together. Until the end. And maybe beyond." We sat there. Under stars. Under universe. Under everything. Just being. Just loving. Just existing in moment that was perfect. Not because everything was perfect. But because right now. Right here. We were together. We were present. We were real. And that was enough. More than enough. Everything. Tomorrow would come. Ceremony would happen. We'd celebrate. And whatever else came. Whatever else happened. We'd face together.

I looked at the two figures standing in the golden dawn light on the canvas. "I'm calling it Standing Alone, Together," I said quietly. "Because that is what we finally learned how to do. We don't need to cling to each other to survive a storm anymore. We choose to stand together because we want to share the life we built." Damien turned me around in his arms, his dark eyes searching my face with an intensity that made my heart swell with emotion.

I didn't have any regrets anymore. It was just a shame, really. I had fallen in love with him from the very start, but we were never meant to be. 'If I ever get another chance at life, I hope we won't meet again.'

I whispered, my voice barely audible yet resolute, "we are meant to be together." Martin's face broke into a tender smile, his eyes shimmering with a mixture of relief and joy. He pulled me closer, his touch enveloping me in a sense of security and belonging. "We are," he affirmed, his voice filled with a quiet certainty. "And I've never been sure of anything in my life." In that instant, as our hands intertwined and our hearts aligned, I knew that the power of love would guide us through every challenge, illuminating our path as we discovered the depth and beauty of our shared destiny.

he says, turning to her with a grin. Millie hesitates, and for a split second, she glances at me. There’s something there—just a flash, a glimpse of what used to be so natural between us. “How about Don’t Stop Believin’?” she mutters, barely louder than a whisper. But I hear it, and my heart stutters, caught off guard. It’s my favorite, and I know it’s one of hers too. The whole van cheers, and I can’t help but light up a bit. For that brief moment, it’s almost like everything’s okay.