Love is like a cigarette we all know it kills but don't deny.
Love is like the senses of the body.Imagine you are blind, you can see an object using touch. You can feel around it and see it mentally.Now imagine you can't feel, but can see. You can't feel what yo...
Her gaze flickered to the balcony doors and back, her brows knitted in confusion. My balcony doesn’t connect to yours.I jumped. He grinned at the flash of concern he saw in her eyes. At dinner, your g...
Your heartbeat is a lullaby that puts my loneliness to sleep.
I grow everyday, and with me, my love too.
I rather take the risk of trying to find real love than loving someone I know that is guaranteed
And I thought to myself how those fast little articles forget everything, everything, while we, old lovers, treasure every inch of their nymphancy
Do you think they were ever happy?Definitely, I said.Definitely?For sure.She went crazy. His business failed. They couldn't have children of their own. He went to prison. HRT gave her cancer. I shot h...
Every word that he had spoken amongst the amassed beauties of Macmaster furnishings had been a link in a love-speech. It was not merely that he had confessed to her as he would have to no other soul i...
She imagines him imagining her. This is her salvation.In spirit she walks the city, traces its labyrinths, its dingy mazes: each assignation, each rendezvous, each door and stair and bed. What he said...
The library door was thick and none of the ordinary sounds that might have reminded them, might have held them back, could reach them. They were beyond the present, outside time, with no memories and...
Prayer is pouring your heart to the one you love.
Ah, don't let us undo what you've done!' she cried. 'I can't go back now to that other way of thinking. I can't love you unless I give you up.
I have seen conversations that I had three years ago, when I was young, in love, and naive. I've grown a lot since those days. I now know that love isn't just that abstract feeling, because there are...
Francisco l'attrasse a sé e le cercò le labbra. Fu un bacio casto, tiepido, lieve tuttavia ebbe l'effetto di una scossa tellurica nei loro sensi. Entrambi percepirono la pelle dell'altro prima mai cos...
There's also a lot of random stuff about poetry, flowers and lute music, plus kissing and cuddling (lots of this), wearing similar outfits, talking incessantly about the current object of devotion, an...
We had bought a kilo of cherries and we were eating them as we walked along. We were both insufferably childish and high-spirited that afternoon and th spectacle we presented, two grown men, jostling...
To be friends is a beautiful thing, Tessa, and I do not scorn it, but I have hoped for a long time now that we might be more than friends.
They knew each other. He knew her and so himself, for in truth he had never known himself. And she knew him and so herself, for although she had always known herself she had never been able to recogni...
Love is seeing someone for who they are, and for all the things that they don't know they can be. Sometimes it's neither seeing things as good or bad, but seeing them as aspects that create the being....
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