Novel & Cerita You Can't Help Who You Love

They do help. Love always, Ellen x

And that love, real love, is the choice you make every single day. Even when it's hard. Especially when it's hard. Forever. THE END

I can't stop loving you; I can't help myself. I can't get over you. No matter what I tell myself. Baby girl.

"Is this what love has done to you? Turned you into... this?" His expression didn’t change, and his voice remained low. "Boss, what I’m about to say—I want you to hear it as advice from a friend, not from your assistant. Love is not a weakness, no matter how much you’ve tried to convince yourself it is. It is not something to fear or hate. It is a necessity, like food or shelter. Sure, not everyone gets to experience true love, but when you do... even if it is just for a fleeting moment, it changes everything. It gives life meaning. Peace. Fulfillment.

“Sometimes, people have to face all sorts of troubles. Hanson, I understand your feelings and know how painful it is, but love doesn’t always mean being together. Sometimes, helping your loved one get what they want and letting go is the truest form of love. The rest is just selfishness.” “Actually, before your accident, I did try to convince Ivanka to consider you. Even though I really wanted to be with you, I love you more than I love myself. I didn’t want to see you suffer, I didn’t want to see you heartbroken, so I never told you about my feelings. I wanted to help you get what you wish for. But... love is uncontrollable. Hanson, think about it. If you continue like this, I’m afraid Iv w

In drama the main character chose to give up to make the person they love happy, in reality. "Do you really want me to stay?" She nodded her head "Yeah, I really want to." "Then make me stay, tell me, show me how much you want me to stay." She walked to me and cupped my face to her hands "After my love for Alexa died, I promised myself that the next person I will love will be the last. You are that person, Jen. I love you. I love you. I love you. If telling you everything will make you stay then I will do it."

Tessa looks at me with a sad smile. "Love is not supposed to break you, Camilla. Love is supposed to heal you, complete you, bring you happiness, make you laugh, make you smile, give you hope, make you the best version of yourself. Then there is us who have chosen to love the wrong people." Tessa jokes and I find myself smiling at us. " You can't choose who to love, Tessa. It comes naturally. We are just unlucky to find ourselves stuck in impossible love. " I reply.

Acceptance is the key. There are things we can not insist on, and one of them is love. We can not beg people to love us. It would be demeaning, nor can a person force himself to love another. Love is a feeling that blooms and nourishes the heart. It is not a responsibility or an imposition. Love is a master of itself. To dictate love is a futile exercise.

"Don't you intend to try it?" He asks, after passing down his throat the drink he drank. "I don't know, I told you I don't like alcohol" I complain, frowning my mouth in a grin. "Hey, I can hardly hear you" Speak a little louder than before, and that we were already talking almost screaming. "Do you want to go somewhere quieter?" I swallow hard. This reminds me of a movie I saw where a guy said the same thing, and then the girl ends up being almost raped by him, but someone else comes along and saves her. Why do I only remember things I don't want to remember?

“The only time you’re vulnerable is over a woman. I took a lucky guess. Who is she?” I shook my head. “No one that you know.” Getting Frederick involved in my love life would be like putting a billboard up on a busy highway with our faces on it. He’d already ruined several of my would-be relationships. He wasn’t getting involved in this one until I was ready to call it something important. “What did you do?” he asked. “I did nothing.” “That’s because you’re too stubborn for your own good.”