Why Can T You Love Me Novels & Stories

None of the servants appeared. "Xavier, I know I'm guilty, but I can explain everything," Keysha said seriously. "What explanation? What are you going to explain? What are you up to, Key? Why are you doing this?" Xavier exclaimed. "I did do that; yes, it's true that I asked Papa to set me up with you. It's all because I love you; I harbored that feeling for a long time, but you yourself have never seen me at all!" Finally, Keysha said what she had felt so far. Xavier was surprised; he didn't expect that the woman he had always thought of as a sister actually harbored feelings of love for him.

How can I give up on you? He signed, "Why can't you give up?" He araised a question from her final sentences. "Because I love you, Akshadh," "I love her, how can you expect me to give up? You can't understand the feelings of others. Already you spoiled my life. Please don't dig up my emotions and change me to a beast. Also, don't waste your time in arranging the things in my room that I hate totally because in very soon you are going to your home permanently," He said sarcastically about Divorce.

Maybe that's you, never change you always give everything to me. I always knew that, knew that you loved me so much and couldn't live without me. But I, who is selfish and stupid, do not feel grateful. I even used that excuse to torture you, make you cry, and act arbitrarily. I also don't know why I'm like this. You are a precious person and I don't want to lose you. But, I also can't stop hurting you. Maybe this is a disease, a disease that makes me selfish, stupid and grows into a thorny chain that is holding you back. ***

She only loosened her hold on me when I was on the brink of suffocating. "You know Morgan loves me, so why did you act so flirty with him yesterday? How pathetic can you be, Jasmine? He doesn't love you! He loves me! Get this straight—he's only thrown you a few scraps of affection because of me. You should be happy with that!" she screeched. I touched my bruised neck, saying nothing as my tears flowed uncontrollably. I listened as Evelyn listed the ways Morgan loved her. It was only then that I realized he'd been giving me what she had rejected.

“Leo—” “You can’t avoid the topic or avoid me forever. I said I love you.” I blinked, releasing my hand from his grip slowly. “I can’t,” I whispered. “I can’t love you, Leo.” His face fell. “Why?” “Not after everything I’ve gone through. My past, the betrayal, disappointment. I…I don’t think I am ready to give love another chance. Only to get pushed around once more.” My voice broke, tears tugging at the corner of my eye.

If you ask, I'll grant them. He looked up at me, the smile that had been building through the letter widening even further. "Three?" "Three." "I'm thirty-two. Shouldn't I get thirty-two favors?" I laughed. "No. You get three." As dramatic as it sounded, I had specifically chosen three, for the three words in I love you, though I certainly was not about to tell him that part. "Do I have to use them now, or whenever I want?" "You can use them now, tomorrow, next year, whenever you want. But once you've used all three, that's it. No more lifelines."

Every bit of your effort is in vain. But on the contrary, you think it's your fault, that you didn't try hard enough. For two years, I've been convinced that Jacob loves me. It's just that he can't communicate. It wasn't until I saw "Love of My Life" that I realized how ridiculous I had been for two years. It's not that he can't love, it's just that he doesn't want to love me. I mentioned the breakup with Jacob. He opened his mouth and ultimately did not say a single word.

I whispered, “What do you mean?” He rubbed his forehead tiredly. “That was the actual reason why I brought you here last night.” He continued. “I can’t have a mate. I have to reject you.” I felt a tear slip down my cheek even though I desperately tried to keep my composure. His words pierced my heart and shattered it. “You don’t want me?” I asked, feeling myself fall apart more for every second that passed. “It’s not like that.” Alessandro replied. “I just can’t be with you.”

he added I swallowed hard. “I didn’t want love either.” “Yeah, I can tell,” he said, his tone unreadable. I frowned. “What do you mean?” “You’re standing on the fence.” My heart skipped. “What?” “You like me, but you’re holding back. You’re trying to stay in a place where if it works, great, but if it doesn’t, you won’t get hurt.” I exhaled sharply. How did he see through me so easily?

It's obvious you're meant for me Every piece of you it just fits perfectly every second every thought I'm in so deep But I'll never show it on my face But we know this we got a love that is homeless Why can't you hold me in the street why cant i kiss you on the dance floor I wish that it could be like that why can't we be like that cause Im yours Why can't I say I'm in love I want to shout it from the rooftops I wish that it could be like that Why can't it be like that Cause I'm yours