روايات وقصص ضمن What I Wish I Knew About Love

We've been at odds since elementary school, that louse. Well, things have changed. There are things that happen that you don't expect. Maybe this is the result of the unpleasant things that happened in the past. If I could go back in time, I wouldn't let all of this happen again. I don't want to get hurt by love that I don't know if it's meant for me. Sometimes I wish I never met the person who wouldn't last in my life. Because when you get used to something, and then it suddenly disappears or breaks, it hurts so much.

"Just once, I want to know what it would be like if you truly loved me back." Little did I know, some wishes come at a terrible price.

She wailed, 'I hate it when people keep secrets from me and make me stupid to believe them'. Tears flowed from her eyes and she clenched his two hands and beamed, 'Kuk, you haven't hidden anything from me so far. I appreciate you showing me yourself as an open book. I felt the peace, the happiness and the calm inside me because of you. I can't express how much I love you in words!

Was it wrong that he hated her as much as he desired her? Asher wondered. His thoughts floated in and out of his head as his heart pounded at the rhythm of his feet on the treadmill. When he thought about it, he actually hated Mia for the desire she had awoken in him. A desire so strong and consuming, it made him crave her more than his next breath. He had never known such a desire in his life; it pulsed in his blood with energy. Never knew it was possible to want someone so much, someone who didn’t even want him and had made it painfully clear on more than one occasion.

"But how can you truly love someone you know nothing about beyond some superficial traits? How can you claim to want me as 'yours' when you've never once asked what I want out of life, out of a partner?" His brow furrowed in confusion, and I realized with a pang that no one had ever taught him that love meant more than just infatuation and possession. In his privileged, insular world, he'd been conditioned to believe he could simply take whatever caught his eye without a second thought. I shook my head and took another step back, putting some much-needed distance between us. "I don't want a man who only talks about what he wants while being utterly oblivious to my own hopes and dreams. Of co

Even if Hunter winced because she touched the spot where he was mercilessly jabbed under his ear, she didn't let go. "And I love you more than you can ever imagine. You're the man who taught me what love is, what being someone's precious one is. I wish we didn't have to go through all that we went through in this last one year." "Me too. I wish I never ran off to Zara on our anniversary evening." "I wish I was stronger and rebelled against your desire to divorce me." "I wish I wasn't so dumb. I wish there was some other way to realize that I loved you, and not through our separation." Hunter pressed his face in her neck and inhaled her scent.

“You want to know how it feels? To be in love?” “I guess,” I sat up too. “I guess I want to at least know what it feels like. Maybe then I’ll understand it.” “No, Travis,” he shook his head. “You’ve been in love before. You’ve loved someone before. You just didn’t realize it. You’ve promised yourself you weren’t ever going to fall in love so when you did, you didn’t even know.” “What are you talking about? I-“

"You think you know love? You think you know what I'm capable of? You know nothing, Eleanor." Fury burned within me, pushing past the fear. I stepped forward, my own eyes blazing with determination. "Maybe I don't know everything, but I know this isn't love. Love doesn't involve cheating the one you love and being able to look them in the eye after doing it. Love is supposed to be kind, gentle, and sacrificial. I wanted to believe in you, but you've shown me who you really are."

Every day, I felt love only in the movies Or in books or dramas Mmm, that’s how I learned love My heart kept racing as if it was my story My heart was pounding and fluttering Mmm, I’m so curious, I’m going crazy Ooh, some day Will these things happen to me too? When will that be? Who will it be? I wanna know, they say it’s sweet like candy I wanna know, they say it feels like flying I wanna know know know know What is love? What does love feel like? I wanna know, they say you smile all day I wanna know, they say the world becomes beautiful I wanna know know know know What is love? Will this kind of love come to me too? Maybe what I feel isn't love at all. That's why this is so wrong and pain

I don't like other people calling me a sweetie or any other nickname; I just like it when he does it, when he did it. Damn, why do I miss him? Why do I miss his voice, the way he looked at me, his gestures, his hugs, his kisses, all his cute caresses and nicknames he told me? I don't want to miss him, I don't want to feel I don't want anything with him, I don't want to remember "Are you all right?" He asks, somewhat confused and also upset at my expression.