love-story

You won't always spoil her .or treat her like a princess.You won't tell her she's beautiful everyday.You won't make her smile every night and you won't always want her the way you do now.That fades.Those giddy little stomach flutters fade and you're then left with reality.There will be day's you will forget to tell her she's beautiful,even though she needs to hear it.There will be days you'll to say i love you.There will be days you'll forget a birthday or an anniversary.There will be a time when she will walk past you and you won;t want to ravish her, the way you do now.Those things fade, and when they do, what's left is what's truly worth fighting for Love isn't always beautiful, heck,it's not even close to being perfect half the time,feelings change, the spark dies down and what you're left with is something you either chose to fight for you don't When you know that even through those things are gone,you're still willing to fight for every breath ,then you know the love is real.

All the bruised lives, searching hearts...Everyone wants a love story but few will risk what it takes to live one.

I feel a deep sense of responsibility when I awaken a submissive. I know the imposters who prowl hoping to pounce on the untried.

Maybe you yhink you're not perfect,not pretty enough,or smart enough,but for some guy,you're pefect just the way you are.that's your perfect man.

She started to turn around, but I tugged her hand just enough for me to see her profile as she closed her eyes. She felt it as just like I did. There was an undeniable connection between us. I pulled her into my arms and with one hand moved the stray strands of her caramel hair away from her soft skin. I saw her mouth was slightly agape, and I pulled her face towards mine. I was mere centimeters from her lips, the warmth of her breath sliding against my own.__ou should go Mylie or you might regret staying,_ I said softly. __ don__ want to go,_ she said anxiously. Damn.

He said that he felt that there was a book hidden between us. Some small thing lodged between a rib or a summer. and He wanted to find it.

I love you, Vic! Anything else is lies. I really, truly love you. I__l love you until the day I die.

Everything feels right with her. I can__ explain it. The world just stops. Everything freezes. It__ me. It__ her. It__ just us. Everything else, every molecule, including the oxygen we breathe, is only secondary to the chemistry we create. When we watch a movie it__ more than images strung together in the form of mindless entertainment. It__ an experience. An experience we share together from making the popcorn to watching the film to talking about it for days after. Chemistry. What more can I say? You either have it or you don__.

She told me there was a place on my face she wanted to inhale.

I had wanted to hate you that day. Believe me, I had. And then suddenly, staring at me incredulously, your extra half-tooth had blurted out aloud, __ou get dimples on both cheeks!_ your immaculate lisp intact, on both the ____s. I remember that second, the way your hair fell, the nankhatais on my tongue and the strains of Akhtar__ melody in the air. I had fallen in love with you then. I miss that second._('Left from Dhakeshwari')

I love you always. Time is nothing.

I don't have a love life. I have a like life.'Mamie smiled. She thought how nice that might be, to be peacefully free from love...

Had they known the difficulties that were to befall them, they might not have been so rash in falling in love. But perhaps there was no way of avoiding it. Fate, karma, the will of the Gods_ call it what you like, it was surely meant to happen. After all, in all the vastness of the Universe they had been thrown together.

__nd you completely blow me away and rip my world up and everything else, and then you go back to ignoring me._ __ blew you away?_ I squeak out before I can stop myself. He stares at me steadily. __ou blew everything away.

You have shown me, along with that man over there, that life and love aren't as far apart as we think. They go hand-in-hand, like you and me. You can't have one without the other. Everything around us, inside of us, is love. It's in the birds and the rivers, the newborn baby whimpers, and yes, the passionate kisses we share. Life is a package wrapped up in love. To experience love, we have to open it. Carefully. And cherish every gift we're given.

You and I my love will always have unfinished business

My feelings for Drew couldn't just disappear. They were ingrained within every fiber of my being, and I needed them just the same as I needed air to breathe.

Sometimes people are just misunderstood. People and animals. We can__ just assume they are thinking one thing and can avoid temptation. it__ hard as hell to avoid that red flag when it__ waving in your face.