Novel & Cerita Why Do I Fall In Love With Everyone

And how you fell for him, do you even know what kind of shit he did pulling? "I know everything! He told me everything. That's the point, Victor. I really do that's why I love it. Maybe I was afraid of everything, even my shadows, but he is now the purpose of my life, he is the reason I am not afraid, he is the center of my world and space. I'm another woman with him. I love him, shouldn't he be happy because I found someone, and because he, as he also found a relative soul? ”

“You are probably the middle child, aren’t you? The one who holds everyone together.” A startled laugh slipped out of my mouth. “That’s not wrong.” He tapped his chest proudly. “It’s a gift.” Now I felt secured to tell him more about myself. “I went to Tech school…as you’ve probably seen on my CV-". “A thousand times.” I continued. “I loved it. Coding. Building and breaking things and it felt like where I belonged. Then I met someone.” Alex stilled “I thought he was my forever. My first love…my everything.”

It broke something fundamental inside me. ​Why is it so hard for the one person I want to fall in love with me? I thought, a toxic tear threatening to spill over my perfectly painted eyelashes before I fiercely blinked it away. I gave him my all. And he throws it all away for a literal nobody? A charity case? The help?

He seemed really nice and I could tell that she loved him very much because she was smiling all through as she spoke about him and it made me happy to see her happy. I couldn't help but wonder if this was what love did to people . Was there some sort of chemical effect on humans that would cause their minds to go blank when they fell in love and they'd just know that the person they loved was special? But then again I couldn't imagine how anyone could fall for me. I had nothing to offer. I couldn't imagine myself in love either. It seemed so foreign, so far away even though I had always heard about it before. But I thought I knew exactly why it didn't happen to me, it was because I wasn't go

“Besides, the man I love doesn’t want me.” He closed his eyes and let out a ragged breath. "And that had made you feel like you can't love anyone else?" I gave a stiff nod. "I can't imagine myself falling in love again." “We’re human beings, Ros. We are capable of falling in love multiple times. Take Adonis, for example. Once upon a time, he loved Zia just as much as he loves Bella. Maybe he loves Bella more. But the point is, loving one person in a lifetime is a choice and is not wrong, and neither is loving more than one.”

“Don’t be mad. I agree that we are captivated by the qualities a person has, and friendship matures with time. However, the wonderful feeling of love blossoms in our hearts for many other complicated reasons.” “See, many people possess the outstanding qualities that we desire. Yet we don’t fall for each one of them. If we fill a room with similar people, one will catch our eye more than others. It can’t be explained, but it is what it is.” His theories were interesting.

They say every person has their own standards when it comes to love. It's funny that people set standards as to what kind of person they want to love. Acceptance of all the flaws and weaknesses of a person is another definition of love. Standards are just society's way of dealing with the pressure. We tend to set them so we have reasons to choose the person whom we wanted to spend our life with. But in reality, we eventually throw those standards out of the window the moment our hearts beat for a certain person.

Silence. “And why can’t I like Mason? Why can’t Mason like me? It’s not like we are related or anything. In fact, the chances of us falling for each other are higher than 100. Why? Because we grew up together, we know everything about each other at least to a certain degree, we understand each other, and love, concern, and affection naturally flow. There is no forcing the love or energy. Is it basically spending the rest of your life with someone you trust the most in the world? And besides, I am very beautiful and Mason is handsome. I don’t see why liking each other is a bad thing.”

"They’re part of you. Your past. Your now. Maybe your future, too. I’m not here to erase that. I just... I want to be whatever you need me to be. Even if that’s the guy who brings you cinnamon rolls and lies about how many he already ate. Or the guy who hoards all your favorite muffins from Olyra’s before they sell out." I turned to face him. And my stupid, traitorous heart did that whole full-body exhale thing again. Because he meant it. All of it. "I don’t want to hurt anyone," I whispered. "And I do love you. I love them. But sometimes it feels impossible to include everyone without someone feeling left out. I can’t force you to get along or expect them to accept you instantly. It just...

"You don't see how people react when you meet them; you're nice and funny with a huge heart, you have a personality that's out of my league. Everyone thinks I'm a terrible person other than you." "That can't be true," I whisper, and he presses his lips together. "No one knows who I am." "But when you meet people... it's like you've known them your whole life," he explains. "You're easy to talk to, and you have this warmth in you that I don't have naturally. You're everyone's favorite person." "I don't care about being everyone's favorite person," I insist, shaking my head. "Just about being yours." "You are," he answers honestly, and my heart nearly explodes. "I love you."