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Sweet Pain

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                                 Romantic Short Story – Sweet Pain
                     
                        

Priyanshi, 27, was now a qualified Gynaecologist; she had been promoted to the post of senior doctor, gynaecology department in the hospital she was associated with since the last five years -since she had qualified her MBBS.
It was a fine Saturday winter noon and there was not much work at the hospital, so Priyanshi called it a day. On her way home she decided to visit the neighborhood park. She was a regular visitor to the temple at the park since childhood, she also liked to sit on the bench and stare lazily at the floating clouds. But these moments had now become rare, almost a luxury, since her promotion. Now while relaxing she again glanced at the message which Kavita had texted her in the morning, at the hospital she couldn’t quite take it in properly.

The message said “High Priyanshi! Heard from Aunty you become a great gyno at Prithviraj, please admit me to your ward for my delivery!”—Most of her friends were now married or engaged.
Priyanshi stared in front of her, a toddler was playing in the sultry sun of the winter noon, while her mother was sitting with other ladies in the warm sun, knitting, —-‘Good for Vitamin D intake’, thought Priyanshi—-‘This sitting in the Sun’. She was a doctor but ironically she was missing out on her walks and this warm winter sun. The toddler was running about, now after a puppy—–suddenly Priyanshi felt exhausted—but no there was another feeling-a sinking feeling of loneliness.

Priyanshi did not flinch did not seek escape but let the feeling sink in—-deep down her heart—closing like a drop from the sky within a sea shell —and turning into a pearl which shimmered within her soul and created a soft glowing aura of self containment. This ability of self containment —this ability to absorb pain was integral to her
personality; she could do without exultation but could not identify herself without this sense of sweet pain.
Her mother often said “So when do you want to get married, the biological clock is ticking away, —-should we search for you?” Priyanshi had often given a thought to this proposal. During the course of her life several of the opposite sex had tried to approach her. On those occasions her heart would set a flutter for a moment or two by thinking of the possibilities of marriage —of children—of having her own family—but what of love?, not once did these occurrences made her feel as if there was love.
                               
Sometimes she even thought of having a child asexually or freezing her eggs —-many in developed countries like Britain, USA, even India were now conceiving this way—without a sexual relationship, after all progress of  species  was also an important consideration—-but again what of love?. You can wish for love but cannot forcefully make it exist for you if it is not in your destiny. She felt that she was not normal, every other day people were falling in love then why couldn’t she find love?
But there was truly a beautiful time, a very short time, in her life when she had been in love and that was about ten years ago, sometimes thinking about that strange feeling made her feel that drop of pain that went deep down in her heart and so she would carry on with her life in her usual self contained manner.
Ten years ago she had been like what she was now, self contained, poised, except for that one instance when Bhuvan had walked into the class, cupid had struck her right through her heart, she could hardly believe that of all the girls she-a 93% scorer in class X board exam-was capable of love at first sight—well how little we know our own selves! Her friends Kavita and Sonia had exchanged glances on seeing her sitting in the low forked branch of the Imli tree, their favorite lunch time spot, staring dreamily at the clouds. Kavita quipped “Isn’t Bhuvan so dashing!” and Sonia replied —“You bet!”— and so these remarks brought Priyanshi Awasthi back into reality, ‘so’, thought she ‘Bhuvan is generally attractive to females and she was no exception’.
She would have got over her feelings had it not been for Bhuvan, sometimes when she would be stealing a glance at him, he would suddenly turn back and smile at her—and well she would spontaneously smile back. Once during a badminton game suddenly Bhuvan came up to her and said “Priyanshi please give me the racket, I want to play now’ and while taking the racket from a dumbstruck Priyanshi he just held her fingers for a few seconds, it was as if they were under a magic spell only to be broken by the period bell. It was like a dream for Priyanshi which did not last long as strangely Bhuvan started distancing himself towards the end of the session and after final exams of class XI he left, as per Kavita, for another school in another city as his father had got transferred. Bhuvan had never really talked much with Priyanshi, that something between them, if anything at all was mostly unsaid.
Priyanshi’s brain told her to dismiss the happenings as a passing fleet and even suggested negatively about Bhuvan’s intentions, it told her to take heed of her mother’s nerve wrecking concern over her surprisingly low grades in XI and come back on track, she obeyed her brain yet her heart told her that she would never be able to fall in love again.
Another text message from Kavita called her back to the present from her past reflections. What it said nearly made her jump out of her skin “Guess who is in town-Bhuvan-also getting treated at Prithviraj for something-he asked me for your number”. The information, though a thunderbolt, made Priyanshi just take off her glasses and press her eyes with her fingers. She did not actually need those glasses, now, after her Lasik Lazer operation but earlier she could not do without them and had had to wear them since she was a child. A few days after the operation she had gone around without glasses but she had found an enhancement in the glances she received especially from her men peers, this had made her somewhat uncomfortable as she found it difficult to conduct herself with her usual poise so her glasses were back albeit with zero power.
She had hardly been able to regain her control when she saw a man-a dashing man-standing and smiling in front of her—-Bhuvan! He just came and sat down beside her as if like a ghost from the past. He said “High Priyanshi! Saw you at the hospital, followed you till here. You are so beautiful and even so without those glasses”, said he with an impish grin.
Something had dried up in Priyanshi’s throat she could hardly speak, she was literally stuttering while attempting to speak. He didn’t speak either just kept watching her intently, smiling. Suddenly his cell played the caller tune, he said in it “Okay right away”, to Priyanshi he said, “Got to rush now—work call, Sending you a missed call, do save my number” and he vanished like the way he had come.
Priyanshi’s world was topsy turvy she texted to Bhuvan ‘Where are you?’—no reply, she once called but his cell was unreachable. Why does Bhuvan go away from me again and again? — thought she—-Is he flirting with me? This time he appears before me I will really throttle him!
The next few days were terrifically demanding. Priyanshi had to ask her pining heart to shut up and her cool brain took over. Bhuvan soon sent her a smiley as a message, this time Priyanshi didn’t reply immediately. Another smiley saying sorry—Priyanshi thought of texting back something—another message, no not a smiley this time but text—but what the——the message said ‘My gynecomastia treatment was successful—lucky me was not affected so badly after all!
Gynecomastia — Bhuvan? How could that be possible? Bhuvan so manlike and dashing affected by an unwanted feministic kink? There was a knock at her rest room door and Bhuvan came in —he stood watching her for some time and suddenly said  “Doctor needed your second opinion” and with this he bolted the door and pulled off his tee shirt and stood before her like a figure of Apollo.
Priyanshi said in a chocked voice “Is this some kind of a joke Bhuvan?”
Bhuvan pulled her towards him by her waist with his strong arms, their eyes met and she almost sank in them, he said firmly but quietly “No, its true”.
She felt unable to move as he held her and kissed her lips—the cell rang and they had to let go, Bhuvan said ‘Got to go, can you come to my place tomorrow noon, we can have lunch together-will text you my address” and with that he left leaving her exulted but at the same time pained.
It was not a work call, it was nothing very important, in fact Bhuvan had kept work at bay for some time so as to completely recover from the after treatment. Yet he could not retrace his steps back to Priyanshi’s cabin. He had not brought his car to the hospital and decided to walk to his place of residence. His heart was palpitating so fast that he feared that passers buy would hear it. After reaching his apartment, he reached for a chair. He had wanted to reply Priyanshi’s earlier message but didn’t, he wanted to look into her eyes and tell her that how happy he was to see her after all these years—-he wouldn’t have separated suddenly from her had it not been for all those problems. By nature Bhuvan was a person who shared joy but kept his sufferings to himself.
He hadn’t meant to behave the way he did with Priyanshi, in her cabin, right now. He had just gone to have a friendly chat, but one look at her—at her longing eyes—yes she loved him still! Yet it was a matter of a gap of ten long years—so much could have happened in that time. People do behave differently on the spur of the moment but considerations of the present time take precedence later. Just then his cell buzzed with an incoming message, he opened the message and smiled.
While coming back from the hospital Priyanshi finally made the much postponed visit to the beauty parlor. On her way home she texted Bhuvan ‘Cant we really meet today?’
The reply was prompt ‘Please drive carefully to my house’.
The drive was short as Bhuvan was residing nearby, yet it seemed like ages. The door was ajar when she entered and Bhuvan said “Lock it”. He pulled her towards him with an intensity which was since long entrapped and they melted into one.
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One Night Memories

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Music blared through the speakers, my body condensing sweat from the hot room, and the thousand bodies dancing around me. The band behind me played, the song winding down, transitioning to a slow jazz from the DJ. I went to go sit down at a nearby empty table, I sat down, watching all the couples slow dancing, enjoying the night and the song. I saw the band come down from the stage, the drummer was looking at the bass player, and ruffling his bed head dirty blonde hair. Although hundreds of single girls were flinging themselves at the guitarist player, even though his bald head was bouncing every light off as a reflection.

But he wasn’t the one I was staring immensely at, it was the main singer, Max Keenan. He had a navy blue shirt on that hugged his torso, showing ripped abs, average sized muscles, and a bold ‘v’ shape at the top of his dark blue pants. I got up, and confidently walked toward the back of the club, toward the room where the band players stayed after show, the V.I.P. room.

I knocked on the door, the drummer opened the door, a bored, tired look splayed on his face. Once he recognized me, he ushered me into the room.

“Mates, this here is Megan the Lion, the ex I was talking about that will be coming to interview us today! Megan meet Tyler Jacobs, our guitarist; Liam Harrison, bassist; and Max Keenan, our main singer, and as you know I’m Toby Redding, the drummer.”

I turned to him, giggling, “I know who you are Tob,” I turned toward the others, but only looked at Max.

“Hello everyone, I’m Megan Webber, I’m from People magazine. I only have a few questions for you guys, so shall we sit, and get started?”

We went over to a nearby table, covered with uno cards, beers. Tyler pulled out a chair for me, and everyone else sat across from me. I got out my pencil from behind my short blonde hair, and my pad, and started to get out my recorder, but Max stopped me, a stern look on his face. He was not happy.

“We never agreed to this interview, let alone heard about it, and even if we did, why does it have to be recorded.”

I stuttered, “B-b-because if it is not recorded I can’t write down what you guys say, second I arranged the interview with Toby, I just assumed he told you. Now, back to business, Tyler, I mean Mr. Jacobs, tell me your experience of being a guitarist.”
                                     


After a few hours, I got everyone’s statement on how their own experience of being on a band is, plus we are all on first name basis, and had nicknames for each other. The last question was for the hot jerk, aka Max.

I was going to ask him if he likes being in the band, but my voice got out before my brain could register what I was going to say.

“Max, would you go out with me?”

Everyone looked at me, the guys burst out laughing, making my embarrassment larger.

“I’m soooo sorry, I don’t know what came over me, it was like my brain was shut off.” I hid my face in my hands, and heard a chair scrape against the wooden floor. I felt a hand on my arm, pulling me toward the door. It was Max, and he seemed to have no emotion going on. He pulled me through the door, slammed it, and pushed me against the wall, but not hard enough to hurt me.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to ask that, forget what I said, just don’t hu-” He pressed his dry, cracked, but soft lips onto mine hard, my legs turning to jelly. Before I can fall to the ground, he picked up my legs and wrapped around his waist, locked and still. We broke apart, confusion swarming inside my head

“W-why did you do that? I thought you were mad?” A look of shock and surprise washed over him.

“No, of course not, I am just surprised that you can say something so unprofessional, and how you were when you said that.

“I thought you were lovely looking from the moment I saw you.” Max whispered into my ears, low.

We heard a soft applause, we turned toward the sound to see Toby, Tyler, and Liam grinning from ear to ear like the Cheshire cat. I blushed hard, Max quickly put my legs down, and scratched the back of his hair, hiding his embarrassment.

“Well, we’ll just leave you too alone, unless you guys want to give us another show.” Toby announced all high and mighty. The guys chuckled, before I threw one of my three inch high heel at Toby head. He quickly dodged it, and earned himself a death glare by me and Max.
 
 
The boys left, and the rest of the night, me and Max kissed each other and talked about weird topics, like are aliens real.
In the morning, the bouncer knocked on the V.I.P room we were in, and told us to leave for they need the room ready for the next band tonight. So I left first, and told Max that hopefully I’ll see him again soon. Very soon. Like Tonight.
2 Months Later
“I’m Pregnant.”
Me and Max have been together now for a month and a half, and I’m having to break some really important news to him.
“The baby is yours from 2 months ago when you first met me in the V.I.P room. I guess we were so caught up with each other, that we never thought of protection. Not even the morning afterwards.”
I gave Max a sly smile, nervous and anxious of how he took the news. His took a sip of his beer, and then his eyes widened, and he spit all of his drink onto the table in front of him. I guess girls minds are faster than boys. I chuckled softly to myself.
I sat beside him, carefully. “Max, how do I feel about this, cause I don’t think I can do this without you.”
He got up slowly, turned toward me, pulled me up, and hugged me tight. I pulled back to see a huge grin on his face. He spun me around, I closed my eyes so I wouldn’t get sick from the spinning. He plopped down on the couch, then pulled me onto his lap.
“I’ll take this as you are very happy.”
“Happy, I’m ecstatic about this. Especially when it’s with you.”
He kissed me gently, then got up, and grabbed non-alcoholic champagne, poured some into a wine glass, then gave me that cup, and chugged the rest from the bottle.
I cracked up laughing, I think this will take a while to get used to, seven months worth.
 
Nine months have now passed, I’ve gone through the strange food cravings, horrible morning sickness, and wild hormone outbreaks, now I just want the baby out of me, the gas to be gone, and to see if we will have a girl or boy, because me and Max wanted it to be a surprise.
 
It’s summer, I’m in the shallow end of the pool in case I go in labor while swimming, when I feel myself pee accidentally (I also hate these) and pain following in my abdomen.
I bend over, and screamed bloody murder, clutching my belly. Max ran into the water, and quickly waded toward me. He took my elbow, and escorted me out the water, to the car right outside of the gate. Not caring if I wetted his leather seats, he called the hospital, announcing we’ll be there shortly, and sped to the emergency room.
Four hours passed, my baby girl was born, I think I deafeened myself with all my screams, and I accidentally broke Max fingers with my hidden strength. Now was the time to name our little girl. I looked at her in my arms, focusing on her brown hair, and hazel eyes (got them from my mom), and decided on Angelica Mableton Webber-Keenan.
Max kissed my forehead, then Angelica’s, and took her out of my arms so I can get some sleep.
A few months have passed after I’ve had Angelica, for the first two months I lost a lot of sleep because we discovered she has Colic, and now we have gotten into the routine of walking her every night, Max finally proposed to me, and we have another little one, fingers crossed it’s a boy, on the way in 6 months. Again we forgot to use protection. Another adventure happens. Maybe this time I won’t crave bacon with chocolate. Yuck!!
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Love Story pieces

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Excerpt: I fell in love with a wrong person. Once we were good friends but later on our feelings grew and decided to be in a relationship. We had few differences and It was the end of our relationship

                             




                    Story of Love Breakup – Pieces

I think every person should fall in love with a wrong person once in their life….

It’s strange that people run away from their past or heartbreaks, but that’s how you become strong. You cry, sweat, bleed, fail and crave for a person to love you back. You struggle all by yourself and try to fix every broken piece but maybe it’s not always about fixing. Sometimes you have to let go, start again and create your own world where you surround yourself with positivity.
There was a time, when I fell in love with a wrong person. Once we were good friends but later on our feelings grew and decided to be in a relationship. We had few differences and thought we’ll get over it eventually. But we were wrong to even think that differences would disappear. It wasn’t even a year, everything moved too quickly leading towards fights, quarrels and misunderstandings. We still had feelings for each other but it wasn’t proportionate enough.
Moreover, due to our conflicting nature, differences grew day by day, fights increased, complaints added on and most importantly the trust was broken. Anyhow, we tussled to fix everything and stitch every torn piece of our relation, even after knowing that it’s not going to hold us together. It was the end of our relationship or should I say there was no “Us” in this relationship, it was only “Me”. He had given up very soon, leaving me all hassled. And during this battle of hardship I learnt how to be strong, how to fight for myself and ask for what I truly deserved.




Of course, it wasn’t easy for me to see him go. I wanted him back, I wanted to give one last try, I wanted to start all over again but I also knew the fact that none of this made any sense as I knew

what the climax would be. I had sleepless nights, I felt empty within, I fought with myself, I blamed myself even when I knew it wasn’t my fault, I started to doubt my ability to love someone else and not only that, I lost faith in a word called “trust”.
Before concluding, I would like to make one thing clear, a relationship can be between any two people or even more. Not necessarily a relationship between a girlfriend and a boyfriend. Relationship is a simple term used for people who are connected and share a strong bond. A state of being loved without asking and expecting anything in return. A sigh of relief and satisfaction is procured when you start to value your relationship and forget all pain you had gone through.
I had made a mistake to confuse two different terms “relationship and love” together. And even though I had rough patches in my past, I cherish few moments because those were the memories which even today bring smile to my face. I even bet you can fondle your past no matter how bad it was. Life is too short to regret and hold grudges against someone. There are always going to be wrong people in everyone’s life, they teach us the right way to lead our life.

One thing I surely learnt is to not focus on your broken piece but instead emphasize on your completeness and larger picture of life with the lessons of those shattered moments. Moreover, few years down the lane when you’ll stand in front of a mirror, you will be proud to see yourself grow strong while recalling your past full of pain, mistakes and heartache. So never be afraid to have your heart broken, rather be afraid of not letting your heart leap out. Stop restricting yourself just by the thought that someone will break your trust again. Start to express yourself, be strong and fight back for the people who deserve to stay.

It’s definitely not easy but every little step will take you away from your broken self

…. because, someday this pain will be helpful.

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Romantic Valentine's Day Poem

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My First, My Last, My Valentine


I've never imagined that there can be this day.
A day that love will find its way.
Out of my heart and into your soul.
These feelings I have are beyond my control.

All my life I have waited patiently.
For a goddess like you, so beautiful, so lovely.
Words can't express the way I feel.
These feelings towards you are all for real.

You are the reason why I go on.
Eternity can't separate this special bond.
This heart of mine is reserved for you.
Forever it is yours, this love is true.

I'll be your first and you'll be my last.
My world, my everything, till my time has past.
I will always love you until the end of time.
MY LOVE, MY SWEETHEART, MY VALENTINE!


Valentine's Day Poem to Girlfriend

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Would You Be My Valentine

Would you be my valentine?
I'll give you x's and o's
Heart shaped candy
And a little rose

Would you be my valentine?
And mean everything to me
I'll show you anything you'd ever wanted
Be everything you need

Would you be my valentine?
And look into my eyes
Tell me everything you're feeling
With nothing left to hide

Would you be my valentine?
The world is yours and mine
So many things I want to show you
With only one place in mind

Would you be my valentine?
And smile that gorgeous smile
Dance the day and night away
Get lost for a little while

Would you be my valentine?
Making all my dreams come true
Cause this is your special day
I dedicate it to you.

Valentine's day special love story

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Valentine’s Day Stories
February 14, Valentine’s Day is associated with romantic love, a day to express love and gift love. Read Valentine’s Day romantic love short stories. These featured stories are selected for romantic souls especially for Valentine’s Day. Hope you enjoy reading these romantic stories together with your soul love partner. Do share your comments and feelings about these love stories.


My incomplete love story

 

Excerpt: A college love story of a girl who on the valentines day decided to confess her love for Yusuf but he said that he never looked at her in that way.

Characters:
-Anam: Innocent, average looking girl cares a lot for other people even if the other person betrays her. Secret admirer but would love to tell the whole world. She loves to make other comfortable around her.
-Yusuf: Gemini personality: Complicated person to understand, stands out of crowd. Like every girl’s dream guy. Loves to make everyone laugh and make fun of his friends. Not a type of person who can you be serious with. Can be like a child and mature at times. Very egoistic and thinks whatever he does is right.
-Gauhar: Looks very innocent and cute, talks very sweetly, can easily make friends by using her sweet tongue. selfish and 2 faced. Can go on any height to get what she wants.
-Sana: One of the prettiest girl in the college. Full of attitude but likes to stay within her group of friends.
-Sanjana: The Hindu tamil of the group,  innocent and childlike. Loves to have fun
 
First day of college. Anam decides to join badminton. Her first day at badminton club. The hall is filled with  guys and girls. She is nervous. She finds few girls playing on one court and she decides to join them. Then this 16 yr old boy called Yusuf  decides to join in, taking Anam’s racquet. She fell in love with him at first sight. He didn’t seem to notice her much as she wasn’t like other girls.
Days and months passed, she kept on seeing him everywhere in college. At her bus stop, outside her class, in canteen. But she didn’t had guts to talk to him and she never thought she would ever be able to talk to him.
One day Anam’s close friend Sanjana introduced her to her boyfriend, and with him was Yusuf. Her eyes were just surprised, while Yusuf’s eyes didn’t get off this beautiful girl Sana. She was very beautiful and Anam wasn’t. That day she realised he already love some one.
Day by day Anam and Yusuf got close. They were like best friends. They talked whole day long. She Used to wake up to his good morning message, and sleep with his good night text. She lived her whole life in each moment. Anam imagined her whole life with him, even her friends thought Yusuf loves Anam back. Yusuf treated anam in very different way. They shared their deepest
secret and during college days they would sit in library. Talking and laughing. Yusuf loved talking to Anam, his day wouldn’t go pass without talking to her. The same thing was with Anam.
But his eyes were still on Sana’s beauty so for best friend’s sake, she decided to help Yusuf talk to Sana. But it backfired as Sana and Yusuf were not made for each other. Still this broke her down each day. So  Slowly he distanced away from her. Anam got more and more depressed, her life was fully changing. Many questions raised in her mind as she had no idea why Yusuf was doing this.
It was summer term when they didn’t meet each other but talked daily on whatsapp. But not like before. Everything suddenly seemed to became dull. She met him after summer term, where this new character called Gauhar came in.  Gauhar was Yusuf’s sister’s friend. Anam and Gauhar were good friends. They talked on whatsapp, were together in college. Anam would tell everyone about her feelings including to Gauhar. She exactly knew how much Anam loves Yusuf.
One day Anam saw Yusuf and Gauhar together, she knew Gauhar had feelings for Yusuf too because the way her behaviour was towards him. So Anam decided teasing Gauhar to get the truth out. And Gauhar admitted she loves Yusuf way more than Anam. Anam was shattered. Not because she loves him too but she backstabbed her. She stopped talking to Gauhar.
Many days passed, Gauhar and Yusuf were always seen together. Anam had no clue what was going on. Untill she saw them kissing outside the college. For many days she cried a lot, she got very quiet. Her friends motivated her to stay strong. She always had this feeling that Yusuf would come to her and tell her that he loves her back. But that didn’t happen. Yusuf and Anam had stopped talking way long back since Gauhar came in his life.
College was ending. 1 day before the final exam, Anam tried to muster some guts and went up to talk to Yusuf.  Anam and her best friend and Yusuf and Gauhar were the only ones there. She tried to ask him why he did this? What had went wrong? What mistake did she do? She was shocked to find out all her friends who she thought were her closest friends had back chatted about her. They made her look like the evil one and selfish one when she was the most selfless one.
She tried to clarify herself but she was too shocked to utter anything. She bursted out crying and ran to the toilet. She couldn’t tolerate her love going away from her like this all because of Gauhar.
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I want him back. But...

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I had known this guy since we were little kid. we had crush to each other since then. one day i met him again and since then, we started to contact. we talked, we chat, but we were not officially dating that time. just kinda flings.
After all the obstacles that we've been through, at last we were going out. but after two months, i broke up with him as i thought
I had no feelings for him.. he was hurt by then. after few months, I went back to him and he accepted me. But then, the event recycled over and over again for 3 times. and it was for the same reason: i have no feelings for him. The problem was me, I just made the decision without thinking much. I was so stupid. Now, he has a new girlfriend.. and they'll be having one-year-relationship this September. I'm not over him, i still love him but i wont disturb his relationship. I'll just wait for him to come back to me.
The problem is... last week he told my best friend that he was confused with his feelings, between me or his current girlfriend. I could tell that he still cares for me. So, I gave him a text. we managed to talked, and he didn't gave me much details though on his problem. My friends said that i might have chance with him. I miss him so much, and i want him back. But if i have to hurt his current girlfriend in order to get him back, I don't think I can do that. But I really want him back. I don't know what to do anymore. :(

Our parting

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I want to tell you the story of our parting.
Not about the parting when you are abandoned and you think nothing else matters anymore.
I am living in another country for quite some time now, but home is always where the heart is, so every summer I pack my bags and leave for my favorite country. Last summer was different.
I felt grown-up and wise, attractive and a woman who left the child years behind. I wasn’t ready to allow yet another love disappointment and unrequited love, as I did last summer. I decided to fill up my vacation with friends, parties, discos and short flirts. But I was only thinking I could do that. To my surprise I met the love of my life. Mutual friends introduced us.
For a long time I was wondering what to do, shall I love him, shall I try to avoid him and get rid of my thoughts about him...? I like him, Ch. won my trust. Made me feel like a princess. I fell madly in love.
I felt him so close. We spent all our time together. We went to bars, parties, discos….We shared everything, we talked of life, we laughed….I felt he was not only my boyfriend but my closest friend as well! He was so tender, we had amazing nights together, passionate kisses, he gave me a love so crystal clear that only time could stand in its way.
Before I knew it summer was over and I had to go back.
The last couple of days I felt confused and insecure.
I didn’t know what would happen with my life. I didn’t know what to say, or to plan…..It was the same with Ch.
Our last two dinners were silent.
We sat and watched and sighed. I tried to start a conversation, to seem light-hearted, as I usually am, but it wasn’t possible.
I wanted to tell him how much I loved him, wanted to say that I can’t let this end so suddenly, but I lacked the words.
Something wouldn’t let me say it. I was asking myself "What if he abandons meа"?
During my last night with him I cried a lot. We spent it alone. It was all so romantic. He gave me a gift that touched me and I knew he cared about me.
And then he said: "My dear, I will be waiting for you"! Suddenly all my being lit up and shined. He walked with me to the entrance.
My heart ached when I turned and saw the man of my dreams leave.
But I knew we will be together again next summer.
This was not parting as the one everyone has felt at least once in life; the one that hurts so much because you realize you are not loved any more. This was a parting that might even wake up an even bigger love. Some of you might say that relationships like these are impossible, because it is hard to wait and love someone and be so far away. I thought the same thing before it all happened to me.
I spoke to Ch. Today. Within two weeks we will be together again!:)
He sounded so happy!
I love you, sweetheart!

The best thing is to be in love!

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The most amazing feeling in the world – to be in love!! :)
It encompasses in one the happiness, the mood, the power and everything you would need.
I love you! I love you so much!! :)
Everything you do, say, I love everything connected with you!
I love your dimples, your eyes, your hands, your smile, I love the way you walk, and I adore you!
I adore the calmness I feel when you kiss and hug me. I adore the way you get me in the right mood when we are together.
I adore the moment we lie in each other’s hands and there is only the moonlight above.
I adore the tenderness you radiate when you hug me.
Is there a more amazing feeling than love?
I wake up in the morning with the thought of you; I lie in the evening with your smile in my head. I miss you from the moment I lose a sight of you. I love you, is there anything so good?
I love the itch in the stomach every time I see you.
I love every second when I am with you and the only thing I feel sorry for is that it is over now. When I am with you the world is different, no one else exists, only me and you.
No problems exist; there is nothing else that I want more than to have you.
I love you more than the whole world and more!! No other being makes me feel so good. I love you; you make my day and smile. I love the way you say you love me; you open up my heart so I can love every piece of the world around me.
Sometimes dreams do come true.
My dream is you.
I love you; I need no one and nothing more.
Only you make me feel happy!
You love me and it is the best thing in the world!! :))

Where are you, my love?

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I have thought of writing and sharing my pain for a long time. This has been torturing me for months and I decided to finally share it with you.
I know a lot of you would blame me and say that I am guilty, that if I want I can end it all, but I am so deeply in love and I would do everything I can to keep the man next to me, even if I am self-destroying myself.
I have a boyfriend for already half a year, it all started unexpectedly, simply one introduction, one date, one conversation and I totally got lost in his spider-web.
Love caught me unexpectedly; I know you think this can’t be real, that for half a year you can’t be certain of the love. But I am so aware of my feelings, this is a love you don’t notice at first, it touches gently the coldness of your everyday life. It changes it fully if you allow it.
There is another love that comes as a tornado and leaves only unfulfilled dreams and remains of your living behind.
There is love that you wait for days, weeks, months and years…and it doesn’t come, and is doomed to fail to exist.
There is love that is uncertain to pass by the threshold of present, sometimes does it, and sometimes stays in future forever. But there is also this love, in which I truly believe and feel, which even if it doesn’t happen changes minds, demolishes walls, does miracles after miracles. It can be very painful at times; it makes you gasp for breath, sometimes leads you ahead, but sometimes is blind. Sometimes kills you in order to revive or get rid of you forever.
This last love you can’t look for, ignore, nor challenge. When it happens you know it is the LOVE... your life starts in another direction, everything changes, even you are different. Well, that is the true love.
I never loved anybody till now, there was love, I can’t deny. I had everything I wanted, but that great feeling of love was missing.
As I already told you, six months ago I met the man I fell in love with. The problem is that our feelings are not mutual, I haven’t received as much from him, something that would make me love him, no, love just came over me.
I can say I have plenty of problems with him; he had a girlfriend before me, whom he was 4 years with, his first love. But he was cheated on and buried and found it difficult to deal with it all, that’s why he doesn’t trust anybody now.
Sometimes he treats me real bad, he had humiliated me to an extend where all I wanted was the earth to open up below and swallow me, in order not to feel anything and if I may sleep my eternal sleep. I would never forget my last St. Valentine’s day with him. I was watching all my friends happy with their loved ones and I was hoping for an attention from him, but he hurt me again as usual.
I would never forget how we were home and a friend of mine came and said – Happy St. Valentine’s day – I smiled and thanked her and he turned and said – Happy to all but not to us.
I knew it, I’ve always known it, he didn’t keep it a secret from me, he told me he can’t return my feelings, but I felt so hurt and sad by his attitude. He can say everything when we are alone, but it hurt to hear it being said before a friend. He humiliated me once more.
On this Valentine’s day I didn’t receive anything, no present, not even a nice word. He always talks about his ex-girlfriend – his first love – what it was with her. This makes me so sad and tells me again that he cannot love anymore; he is incapable of loving anyone like her. Not to mention that he always leaves me on third place, after his parents and friends.
Frequently he would be mad at someone else, no matter who, and would come and take it out on me and we would fight and I would have to suffer for someone else’s mistake. If he had problems with someone I was to blame.
And I always endure everything in the name of my love. He hurt me and he still is hurting me, but I learnt how to accept things as they are. I forgive him every time, but I get nothing in return. There were times when we would argue and it is his entire fault, but in order to get things back to normal I would admit it was my mistake, I would apologize, when in reality there is nothing to apologize for.
I have always treated everyone well. I don’t mean to say I am special, but I would think before doing something that would hurt someone, this is so egoistical.
I don’t know where I did wrong, but now when I met the man I fell in love with, the man I breathe for and love… And he treats me so bad and humiliates me so meanly. Whose mistakes am I redeeming, I don’t know, what I know is that I am destroying myself, and still I continue doing it. I know today he is with me and tomorrow- he might be gone. I don’t want much of him, simply to respect me, to be kind to me. This much I need to be happy.
I have one more problem; I am not well with my nerves, I have a weak nervous system. It all started with how much I was hurt in the past and I continue to be. I am quite dependant on sedatives, I can’t function without them. I cry, I suffer, it hurts, I am humiliated, I drink my pills – that is what my life is. I wait every single day that my love would remember I am there, he would be with me, I wait to see his false smile or even a mean lie, but told by him, I wait to be humiliated once more, but to be with him, I am so afraid to lose him.
It hurts me, but I am telling myself, it is once in a lifetime that a person experiences this love, and it’s worth it. Every sacrifice, every possible or impossible price, every breath and every moment of our fragile existence. Even if this love devastates our hearts forever....

Love that brings out best in you!!

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A most often used word all over the word and a word used among all the generations. Is it just a word or just an emotion? I have given it a thought many times but in the end i think no matter how much practical we become but words can never do any justice to definition of love. Everyone has their own definition and their own way to express it. Some do it by saying it then some will show it in their actions and some people keep it silently in their heart while doing everything for their loved ones without letting anyone know about it.
LOVE is supposed to be pure, strength, or just a way of living life. At times looking at people in love i am compelled to think may be it is a way to either hide yourself from the rest of the word or just find one´s true self. At times it is just nothing but a deep longing to live by their own terms so badly that people just fall in love and find a good enough reason to run away and build the life they always wanted to have. But how this happens or how can someone fall in love? Can this be intentional or just as simple as said ¨love at first sight¨ or merely a false image of being attached to someone?
In a honest comment, the definition of being in love or saying he/she is my love is actually a definition created by our own needs, desires, priorities and experiences. A lot of daily life factors have a huge role in putting this definition all together. I love him so much he is so nice, very mature, handsome or ..she is so beautiful like an angel fallen from sky to ground just for me.. now yeah yeah we will say awwww .. wait wait wait.. really i mena really a angel has fallen from sky and still all tip top dressed like a fairy.. and not only this there are lot of such reasons like this well settled, career oriented and blah blah blah..
Isn´t love is expected to be unconditional if it is a true love or isn´t a love is meant to be there for you through all your thick and thins. But what has happened to that love why a love marriage today is on the verge of divorce in few months or a year or two. I am not saying true love doesn´t exist yeah some people are so meant to be together that i myself can´t take my eyes off them. And in my heart i am silently wishing for the same and even praying for them to be always together and happily married till their last breath.
Love : a mothers concern for her children or a father standing beside her daughter always or a man holding her wife in his arms when she is sick or elder brother/sister giving their share of desert to their younger ones or a dog licking you all over no matter how much you tell him to stop stop..
Life is blissful isn't it and it is blissful because there is love and it is very beautiful no doubt.
But i think its high time with the world changing so fast that may be we should re-think over our definition of love.
¨Love is not the feeling we have when we meet someone nice, talented or magical or charismatic BUT LoVe is what other person do to you how he/she makes you feel today and will do the same or more year after years or how that one person has the talent to bring the best in you or make you smile even when you have every single reason to cry and give up. Someone who has courage to be there for you always in your bad times even when he/she wouldn't make it to the good times ¨
LOVE is not part of life but love is a way of living life..

My Best Friend

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I met her ten years ago, today.
She is a confident adrenaline junky and I was a quiet homebody, we were a couple that seems completely ridiculous for each other from the outside but completely right everywhere else.
When we met every detail of it felt completely right. The conversations flowed so smoothly.. We talked about her past and mine, shared a few laughs and couldn't believe what we saw in each other.
As I walked her to her car I was steadily thinking that this is the woman for me and that I need to have her in my life.. No matter what. Later I found out that she was thinking the exact same thing.
We continued to see each other but we grew too close too quickly and it made things become impossible, we barely knew one another and she just wasnt ready for a relationship and being with me only made her want one.
Focusing completely on creating a relationship at the wrong time rather than living in the moment and just having fun. We both had to back up.
Months went by till she reached out to me with a phone call asking if I would meet her for lunch. I was still completely crazy about every detail of her when we met but this time around we were a bit more cautious of one another. We were also still dating around at the time but the feeling still completely overwhelmed us. The question, "Why does it seem like life is telling me to be with this person?? Is this the person for me?? How can I be sure??"
This time around, we were much more loose and became MUCH closer but it still just wasn't the right time. We tried to push it, which led to a falling out that hurt us both. We believed that we might just be two who cannot feel right jumping into a relationship but also cannot be purely friends because there are ALWAYS feelings involved.
When I lost her, it devastated me but she always gave me new ideas of ways to enjoy life. So I became active. I started working out more, biking, playing football/basketball/softball, boating, I even started to enjoy wakeboarding! Since I thought she was gone forever, I did these things for myself and unknowingly became an adrenaline junky myself!!
Months of this went by and she called me out of the blue, wondering how I've been doing. We talked for hours, as we always could. She couldn't believe when I asked her to come out on the boat with me, instead of lunch to meet up. Adventure after adventure, we realized how perfect we've always been for each other. We completely fell in love this time and never stopped having adventures. Two years later, she made me the happiest man alive saying yes to be my wife. It's unbelievable to me how life can bring people together. We've been traveling the world, laughing, loving and experiencing everything the world has to offer. I found my best friend, my soulmate.
Remember to keep their eyes/heart open, because life will always let you know when the possibility arises. God, life, the universe.. Something pushed us together and we never gave up, only to find out that there's always been a plan behind it.
My wife asked me to post our story to share with the world. Thank you so much for reading!

Best friends...

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11th grade, New school, new kids around bt still d old me. Couple days after the frist day in school i was up to hook up with the girl at the corner so i walked to talk to her bt i didn't know wa to say so i complained da her fingers so cute. As an answer she ignored me. a week later i decided to say sorry fo wa happend but, she was sitting, eating dates and laughing with her friend. it doesn't matter, i went to their seat with the thought of apologizing bt when i went there every thing was inversed. The whity forgot ol of the past and her friend invited me to eat some dates so i start to have fun with them. and the other day the whity's friend gave me her fb account. the whity is almost forgoten, means her friend became my friend, not just friend week later we became best friend. she she used to tell me even the girls stuff, crush stuff and the love requests too. bt after 7 mounths i felt that we can b the lovely love birds so one i got ready to spell out the feeling, then i told her that
...TO BE CONTI...

Dillema

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Hi frens,, I m a student of bachelors 2nd year. I've fallen into love many times before this one but later I realised all of those were just the matter of physical appearance. The girl I like is amazing, the way she talks, every time she looks at me makes me realize as if I also have got a loving heart... But the problem with me is I am unable to express my feelings to her with a fear of being denied.. Actually the communication between us will stop if it happens and that is killing me.. I don't know what to do whether to tell her or let it go the way it is going ?? Please suggest me what to do,,,,

MY FB LOVE

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Hai... Today i wisht to share my true love story wid u my frnds,n i hope u will like my story,n ur comments to my story will make me to feel happy so plz all my story readers dont forget to send ur comment because urzs each n every comments r like precious blessings on my love.... Now i start to share my story,I am not very good at eng so if i did anything wrong then plz forgive me,It was on oct 15th,when i was chating wid my fb frnds,i saw the notification that "Today is .... B'day" (sry i can't disclose my bf name)so i send him b'day wishes actually i dont know who is he,just as a fb frnd i send him my wish,next day on 16th when i was chating wid other frnds,He send me "Hai",infact this was the 1st msg i got from him,i also replied to his msg from this msg our chating started,We both were started to chat wid eachother as a frnds but now we both chatting as lover :) actually in the begining i dont had any interest to chat wid him but later on his kind nature n innoscence made me to chat wid me very clously
Continue part of my last story.... On oct 22nd he proposed me but i didnt accept his proposal,but he never stop loving me infact he cut his hand,he met wid an accident he loving me very madly.... After 6mnts i also decided to accept his love,on march 2nd i told him "I love u too" that was my most memorable day... Now our relation is going good but the main proplem is my bf's childhood frnd loving him but my bf dont have such flng on her,he treating her as her frnd,my bf love her too much as a frnd but she is loving him as a lover,my bf is not ready to leave his frnd n also me... Every day i am flng very disurbance because of my bf's gal frnds n because of this reason we both quarreling wid eachother everyday,i know my lover never cheat me but in some corner of my heart i am flng very fear abt him,n also abt his frnds,i love my lover very much i cant live widout him,i know he also loving me more than himself...but the main stone in our love is my bf's frnds..... Plz help me by ur comments

Is it possible to be lucky in love again?

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I have been lucky enough to fall in love twice but unlucky enough for either of the relationships to last. I am still reeling from my last relationship but Now it's more a case of just not knowing if there's someone out there for me, I would just like to ask, how many times can you fall in love before finding the right person? Some may see this as a silly question and there's probably no definite answer but I feel so lucky to have had at least experienced love in my life that maybe my luck has run out and I'm just meant to be alone for the rest of my life (as self pitying as that may sound). Or maybe those men were just not right for me and I'm yet to meet the man who is.. I guess what I'm asking is.. Are there people out there who thought they found love, only to find it didn't work out and went on to find something even better? I feel so lost at the moment, I know I really gave my all to both those relationships, and now I feel disheartened that I will ever find someone who will love me for me, it would be nice to have a small amount of reassurance.
Has anyone been in my place and are now happily in love?

Taste Of True Love

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LOVE and LIFE are corelated,life will be beautiful
only if we love
everythying in this life,,every one might have
faced true love in thier
lifes ,but very few will be knowing about its pain .
TRUE LOVE ..
Whats meant by True love ?
Many people might have tasted its sweetness ,,and
same number of people got
cheated too .I dont know to which group i belongs
too ,i strongly believe
in things that ,winning will says to this world" what you
are ??" ,,but failure in things makes us to
understand "what world is
???".so i always enjoy my failure in my
life ..ofcourse my failure is one
of the strongest reason for making me to pen my
life ..
Finally a day came ,i was faced that question by my
dad as he found that im
writing a book,i replied 'A girl cheated in my life i
requested her to come
back ,, and ofcourse i am waiting for the one who
will never come again,i
did all the things that i can but she didnt" and she
is the reason for
breaking my heart into piecies,, i am waiting with
every broken piece and
i am waitng for a day that she will come to me and
i will be waiting for
her forever ..and if god give me a chance,,, now to i
will use my choice for
making her to understand my love on her ,as love
on her is more than me "
My dad welcomed my answer with precious
hug .To know about the things
happened in my life and about my love we have to
go JUNE .24 .2011.
I will meet u all, in the book which is a box of
fun ,hapiness ,love and
its feelings written by me in the name of ,TASTE
OF TRUE LOVE
yours
lovingly..
NANi.

The heart will know that I love you

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Although she meant to keep herself as stiff as possible she found herself softening to him. His lips were soft and warm, and that surprised her even more. She tried to pull back and say something, but then she felt the wet tip of his tongue slip between her lips. His hand slipped to her back holding her to him as if not wanting for that moment to stop.

It was her first kiss relived in a much more glorious moment in time. The stars were before her eyes again. Had she gone so long without knowing this kind of tenderness from a man that she forgot how to feel passion? She felt as if she was watching the two of them kiss. Desire to desire. They had both wanted this for a long while now and they finally were able to do it.

She was the one that broke of the kiss. Her legs were giving way from underneath her. Her heart was racing as she touched her fingers to her lips. She looked down, away from him, and her eyes were about to show tears, but she held them back. “Oh my God,” she said picking up her backpack from the table.

“What?” she heard him ask without looking at him.

“I have to go,” she said pushing her way out of the in-house doors. She stopped herself from running down the hall.

"God help me for my sin." She said to herself. "Why did I have to want it so bad that I didn’t listen to common sense?" She walked into the classroom and sat in a corner in front of the back door. "I felt alive inside again." She thought as a tear rolled down her eye. "Am I in love with him? Do I love him?" She found herself asking. Her finally answer was, “Probably not. I bet I am just chasing after a dream again.”

“I wanted to talk to you about this afternoon,” she said as they turned the corner of the hall to talk.

“You feel guilty about it?” he said crossing his arms over his chest.

“No… Yes… A little, but its not about the guilty thing,” she said shaking her head.

“Yeah…” he said looking behind the corner to make sure no one was coming down the hall.
“I didn’t mean to run from you. I just haven’t been kissed like that in a long time.” She shuffled on her feet for a second. “That kiss meant more than I thought it would. A lot more and I guess I just wanted you to know.”

She heard people coming down the hall and recognized one voice and as he turned to see who was coming she turned and fast walked towards that simple classroom. She felt it was a sanctuary for her.

All that night she kept her distance until she went home. Her tears rolled off her cheeks heavily that night. She knew what she had done and she was being punished enough for the deed. People say that self-punishment was worse then being punished by others. She had a boyfriend and he had a girlfriend… knowing that was her last thought before she went to sleep and the last tear rolled down her face.

The next day, she meet him at the corridor and said "I love you, but I love my boyfriend more than I love you." No one will understand this beside herself.

“A Secret Only The Heart Will Know.”
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