Divorce - Sad True Love Story

One fine day, an old couple around the age of 70 walks into a lawyer's office.
Apparently, they are there to file a divorce.

Lawyer was very puzzled, after having a chat with them, he got their story....
This couple had been quarreling throughout their 40 plus years of marriage. Nothing ever seems to go right.
They hang on because of their children, afraid that it might affect their up-bringing. Now, all their children have already grown up, have their own family, there's nothing else the old couple have to worry about. All they wanted is to lead their own life free from all these years of unhappiness from their marriage, so both agreed on a divorce....
Lawyer was having a hard time trying to get the papers done, because he felt that after 40 years of marriage at the age of 70, he couldn't understand why the old couple would still want a divorce..

While they were signing the papers, the wife told the husband..

"I really love you, but i really can't carry on anymore, I'm sorry.."
"It's o.k., I understand.." said the husband. Looking at this, the lawyer suggested a dinner together with just the three of them. The wife thought, "Why not? since they are still gonna be friends.."
At the dining table, there was a awkard silence. The first dish was roasted chicken. Immediately, the old man took the drumstick for the old lady..

"Take this, it's your favourite.."
Looking at this, the lawyer thought there might still be a chance for the relationship, but the wife was frowning when she answered..

"This is always the problem. You always think so highly of yourself and never thought about how I feel. Don't you know that I hate drumsticks?"

Little did she know that over the years, the husband have been trying all ways to please her. Little did she know that drumsticks was the husband's favourite. Little did he know that she never thought he understand her at all. Little did he know that she hates drumsticks even though all he wants is the best for her.

That night, both of them couldn't sleep. Throught the night, they toss and turn repeatedly... After hours, the old man couldn't take it anymore, he knows that he still loves her, and he can't carry on life without her. He wants her back, he wants to tell her he is sorry. He wanted to tell her "I love you"...

He picks up the phone, started dialing her number.... The ringing never stops.. He never stopped dialing....
On the other side, she was sad. She couldn’t understand how come after all these years, he still doesn't understand her at all. She loves him a lot, but she just can't take it anymore.... The phone rang but she refuses to answer knowing that it's him...

"What's the point of talking now that it's over... I have asked for it and now I wanna keep it this way. If not I will lose face.." She thought. With the phone still ringing, she decided to pull out the phone cord...
Little did she remember, he had heart problems...

The next day, she received news that he had passed away... She rushed down to his apartment and saw his body lying on the couch still holding on to the phone. He had a heart attack when he was trying to get through to her phone line....

As sad as she was, she have to clear his belongings. When she was looking through the drawers, she saw this insurance policy dated from the day they got married with the beneficiary being her. And together in those files, there was this note.

By the time you're reading this, I'm sure I'm no longer around. I bought this policy for you. Though the amount is only $100k, I hope it will be able to help me continue my promise that I have made when we got married. I might not be around anymore but I want this amount of money to continue taking care of you just like the way I will if I could have live longer. I want you to know I will always be around by your side. I love you. "

Tears flowed like river......

"When you love someone, let them know... You never know what will happen the next minute... Learn to build a life together.. Learn to love each other... For who they are.. Not what they are..."

A Boy's Love

On the last day before Christmas, I hurried to the stores to buy the remaining gifts I didn't manage to buy earlier.
When I saw all the people there, I started to complain to myself. It is going to take forever here and I still have so many other places to go. Christmas is really getting more and more annoying every year. How I wish I could just lie down, go to sleep and only wake up after it...

Nonetheless, I made my way to the toys section. Once I was there, I started to curse at the prices as I wonder if all kids really play with such expensive toys.

While looking in the toys section, I noticed a small boy of about five years old, pressing a doll against his chest. He kept on touching the hair of the doll and looked very sad. I wondered who he wanted to give the doll to.
The little boy turned to the old woman next to him and said, “Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?”
The old lady replied, “You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.”
Following that, she asked him to stay put for five minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly.
The little boy was still holding the doll in his hands. Finally, I walked towards him and asked him who he wanted to give the doll to.

“It is the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.”
 I told him that maybe Santa Claus will bring it to her after all and not to worry.
However, he replied sadly, “No, Santa Claus cannot bring it to where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mother so that she can give it to her when she goes there.”
His eyes looked so sad while saying this.
“My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy said that Mommy will also join God very soon so I thought that she can bring the doll with her to give it to my sister.”
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked up at me and said, “I told Daddy to tell Mommy not to go yet. I asked him to wait until I come back from the store.”
Then, he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing.
He told me, “I also want Mommy to take this photo with her so that she will not forget me.”
“I love my Mommy and I wish she didn't have to leave me but Daddy says that she has to go and join my little sister.”
Then he looked at the doll again quietly with sad eyes.
I quickly reached for my wallet and took a few dollars out.
I said to the boy, “What if we checked again, just in case, to see if you have enough money?”
“Okay. I hope that I have enough.” he said.
I added some of my money into his without him seeing and we started to count it together. There was enough for the doll with some spare money.
The little boy said, “Thank you God for giving me enough money.”
Then he looked at me and added, “Yesterday, I asked God before I slept to make sure that I have enough money to buy this doll so that mommy can give it to my sister. He must have heard me.”
“I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. However, he gave me enough to buy the doll and the white rose. You know, my mommy loves white roses.”
The old lady came back a few minutes later and I left.
I finished my shopping in a totally different state of mind from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Suddenly, I remembered an article in the local newspaper two days ago which is about a traffic accident. In the accident, a truck driven by a drunk driver hit a car. There was a young lady and a little girl inside the car. The little girl died right away and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-support machine because the young lady would not be able to get out of the coma.

Was that the family of the little boy?

Two days after the encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young lady had passed away.I couldn't stop myself from buying a bunch of white roses and going to the mortuary where the body of the young lady will be placed for people to pay their final respects before burial. She was there in her coffin holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place crying as I felt that my life had been changed forever.

The love that the little boy had for his mother and sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. In a fraction of a second, the drunk driver took all this away from him.

If Only ---Best love story

10th grade

As I sat there in English class, I stared at the guy next to me. He
was my so called "best friend". I stared at his dark, messy hair, and wished he was mine. But he didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, he walked up to me and asked me for the notes he had missed the day before and i handed them to him. He said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

11th grade

The phone rang. On the other end, it was him. He was in tears, mumbling on and on about how his homies had left him. He asked me to come over because he didn't feel like being alone, so I did. As I sat next to him on the sofa, I stared at his beautiful, brown eyes, wishing he was mine. After 2 hours, one basketball movie, and three bags of chips, he decided to go to sleep. He
looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Senior year

The day before prom he walked to my locker. "My date is sick" he said; she's not going to go well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, we were standing at my front door step! I stared at him as he smiled at me and stared at me with his crystal eyes. I want him to be mine, but he isn't thinking of me like that, and I know it. Then he said "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Graduation Day

A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as his perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get his diploma. I wanted him to be mine, but he didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone
went home, he came to me in his smock and hat, and I cried as I hugged him. Then he lifted my head from his shoulder and said, "you're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

A Few Years Later

Now I sit in the pews of the church. That guy is getting married now. I watched him say "I do" and drive off to his new life, married to another woman. I wanted him to be mine, but he didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before he drove away, he came to me and said "you came!". He said "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.

Funeral

Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a guy who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a letter that he had wrote during his high school years. This is what it read:
I stare at her wishing she was mine, but she doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish she would tell me she loved me!
I wish I did too... I thought to my self, and I cried

RED ROSES- a love story

Red roses were her favorites, her name was also Rose.
And every year her husband sent them, tied with pretty bows.
The year he died, the roses were delivered to her door.
The card said, "Be my Valentine," like all the years before.

Each year he sent her roses, and the note would always say,
"I love you even more this year, than last year on this day."
"My love for you will always grow, with every passing year."
She knew this was the last time that the roses would appear.

She thought, he ordered roses in advance before this day.
Her loving husband did not know, that he would pass away.
He always liked to do things early, way before the time.
Then, if he got too busy, everything would work out fine.

She trimmed the stems, and placed them in a very special vase.
Then, sat the vase beside the portrait of his smiling face.
She would sit for hours, in her husband's favorite chair.
While staring at his picture, and the roses sitting there.

A year went by, and it was hard to live without her mate.
With loneliness and solitude, that had become her fate.
Then, the very hour, as on Valentines before,
The doorbell rang, and there were roses, sitting by her door.

She brought the roses in, and then just looked at them in shock.
Then, went to get the telephone, to call the florist shop.
The owner answered, and she asked him, if he would explain,
Why would someone do this to her, causing her such pain?
"I know your husband passed away, more than a year ago,"
The owner said, "I knew you'd call, and you would want to know."

"The flowers you received today, were paid for in advance."
"Your husband always planned ahead, he left nothing to chance."
"There is a standing order, that I have on file down here,
And he has paid, well in advance, you'll get them every year.

There also is another thing, that I think you should know,
He wrote a special little card...he did this years ago."
"Then, should ever, I find out that he's no longer here,
That's the card...that should be sent, to you the following year."

She thanked him and hung up the phone, her tears now flowing hard.
Her fingers shaking, as she slowly reached to get the card.
Inside the card, she saw that he had written her a note.
Then, as she stared in total silence, this is what he wrote...

"Hello my love, I know it's been a year since I've been gone,
I hope it hasn't been too hard for you to overcome."
"I know it must be lonely, and the pain is very real.
For if it was the other way, I know how I would feel.

The love we shared made everything so beautiful in life.
I loved you more than words can say, you were the perfect wife."
"You were my friend and lover, you fulfilled my every need.
I know it's only been a year, but please try not to grieve.

I want you to be happy, even when you shed your tears.
That is why the roses will be sent to you for years."
"When you get these roses, think of all the happiness,
That we had together, and how both of us were blessed.
I have always loved you and I know I always will.
But, my love, you must go on, you have some living still."

"Please...try to find happiness, while living out your days.
I know it is not easy, but I hope you find some ways.
The roses will come every year, and they will only stop,
When your door's not answered, when the florist stops toknock."

"He will come five times that day, in case you have gone out.
But after his last visit, he will know without a doubt,
To take the roses to the place, where I've instructed him,

Loving an Imperfect Person

They have been married for two years. He loves literature and often posts his work on the net, but nobody ever reads them. He is also into photography and he handles their wedding photos. He loves her very much. Likewise with her. She has a quick temper and always bullies him. He is a gentleman and always gives in to her. Today, she's being willful again.
Her: "Why can't you be the photographer for my friend's wedding? She promised she'd pay."
Him: "I don't have time that day."
Her: "Humph!"
Him: "Huh?"
Her: "Don't have time? Write less of those novels, and you will have all the time you need."
Him: "I... Someone will definitely recognize my work some day."
Her: "Humph! I don't care, you'll have to do it for her!"
Him: "No."
Her: "Just this once?"
Him: "No."
Negotiation's broken.
So, she gave the final warning: "Give me a Yes within three days, or else..."
First day, she "withheld" the kitchen, bathroom, computer, refrigerator, television, hi-fi... Except the double bed, to show her "benevolence". Of course, she has to sleep on it too. He didn't mind, as he still has some cash in his pockets.
Second day, she conducted a raid and removed everything from his pockets and warned, "Seek any external help, and you bear the consequences."
He's nervous now. That night, on the bed, he begs for mercy, hoping that she'll end this state. She doesn't give a damn. No way am I giving in, whatever he says. Until he agrees to be the photographer.
Third day, night. On the bed.
He's lying on the bed, looking to one side. She's lying on the bed, looking to the other side.
Him: "We need to talk."
Her: "Unless it's about the wedding, forget it."
Him: "It's something very important."
She remains silent.
Him: "Let's get a divorce."
She did not believe her ears.
Him: "I got to know a girl."
She's totally angry, and wanted to hit him. But she held it down, wanting to let him finish. But her eyes already felt wet. He took a photo out from his chest. Probably from his undershirt pocket, that's the only place she didn't go through yesterday. How careless.
Him: "She's a nice girl."
Her tears fell.
Him: "She has a good personality too."
She's heartbroken because he puts a photo of some other girl close to his heart.
Him: "She says that she'll support me fully in my pursue for literature after we got married."
She's very jealous because she said the same thing in the past.
Him: "She loves me truly."
She wishes to sit up and scream at him "Don't I?"
Him: "So, I think she won't force me to do something that I don't want to do."
She's thinking, but the rage won't subside.
Him: "Want to take a look at the photo I took for her?"
Her: "...!"
He brings the photo before her eyes. She's in a total rage, hits his hand away and leaves a burning slap on his face. He sighs. She cries. He puts the photo back to his pocket. She pulls her hand back under the blanket. He turns off the light, and sleeps. She turns on the light, and sits up. He's asleep. She lost sleep. She regrets treating him the way she treated him. She cried again, and thought about a lot of things. She wants to wake him up. She wants to have a intimate talk with him. She doesn't want to push him anymore. She stares at his chest. She wants to see how the girl looks. She slips the photo out. She wanted to cry and she wanted to laugh.
It's a nicely taken photo. A photo he took for her. She bends down, and kissed him on his cheek. He smiled. He was just pretending to be asleep.
"You learn to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly."

The Day She Died

IF YOU READ THE ENTIRE THING, I WILL GREATLY APPRECIATE IT! :)

I would just like to first off say that this story is about me losing my step mom in April 2011 when I was and am currently 18 years old. Her name was Lisa and she was only 35. I had known her since I was 9 years old, which at this point is half of my life. I wanna say that she was so young and healthy, she was a typical girly girl who enjoyed reading gossip magazines, watching reality shows and sipping on fruity drinks. She was so hilarious and sarcastic and put a smile on my face every day. Whenever I was upset, she always knew what to say and how to handle the situation. I will miss her greatly.

There's always that one thing you never hope to hear. I sure as hell thought I would never hear the news. It was mid-April 2011 and I was lying on my mom's bed checking my Facebook. There was a message from my dad. This is exactly what it said: "Hi Emma. We are going thru a bit of a hard time right now. Lisa was diagnosed with leukemia on Wednesday. We are at the cancer clinic now and prob will be for a while. Hope all is well with you guys. Go Canucks!" How are you supposed to react to that? My jaw just dropped. I was completely shocked. How could this happen? Lisa was the last person on Earth I ever thought this would happen too. I most certainly thought she would pull through this. There was no doubt in my mind. She was so young and healthy no one saw it coming. I knew it would be a long, tough road to recovery. I believed in so strongly she was going to fight it.

Almost a week later, I was lying on the couch late at night watching TV. My older sister, Erin walks into the room and asks me, "Have you read dad's wall?" (on facebook). I said no. She told me people were saying to him, to "be strong" and "she wouldn't want you to be sad." My heart dropped as I read the many messages. It didn't exactly say what had happened, but I knew it wasn't good. I didn't want to believe she was gone, I wanted to hear it from my dad himself, not from Facebook. I didn't get much sleep that night. I kept thinking about my dad, and what he was going through at that moment. I just didn't want to believe it.

The next day, my Grandma and Grandpa stopped by my house. I knew this wasn't good. When my Grandma said Lisa passed away last night, my heart dropped, tears flooded my eyes. It was the biggest shock in my entire life and I can honestly say that. There's no way to describe how I was feeling or what I was thinking. All I could do was cry. When I talked to my dad on the phone, I just broke down. I was speechless, I just kept telling him how sorry I was and how much I loved him. The way he spoke to me was absolutely heartbreaking. I hated to see my dad in pain. I felt so horrible.

About 2 weeks later was her funeral, or should I say, Celebration of Life. I had never been to a funeral before and I didn't know what to expect. My whole family was there, along with hers and so many of her friends and co-workers. Many of her friends spoke, talking about her and her life. There were so many laughs. It was the hardest to watch my dad speak. That killed me inside. He had to take a few breaks, but he did so well. I'm so proud of him.

I still struggle with the loss of my step mother. It's hard to know I'll never see her again or hear her voice. Many things remind me of her, and when they do, I can't help but smile. I know she's looking down on us smiling. Rest in paradise, Lisa. We all love you so much

A Silent Love - Sweet Love Story

From the very beginning, the girl's family strongly objected on her dating him. They objected because of his family background and felt that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him.

Due to her family pressure, the couple quarreled very often. Although the girl love the guy deeply, she would always seek confirmation of his love by asking him,
"How deep is your love for me?"
As the guy is not good with his words, this often result in the girl to be very upset. These various reasons causes the girl to vent her anger on him often. The guy endured the suffering in silence.

After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated and decided to further his studies overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the girl,
"I'm not very good with words, but I simply know I love you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family, I'll try my best to talk them round. Will you marry me?"

The girl agreed and touched by the guy's determination, the family finally gave in and agreed to let them get married. So before he left the country, they got engaged.

The girl entered the working society, whereas the guy continued his studies overseas. They kept their love strong through emails and phone calls. Even though it's hard, neither of them never thought of giving up.

One day, while the girl was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car that lost control. When she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realized that she was badly injured. She saw her mum crying and wanted to comfort her. But she realized that she could only muster a sigh. She has lost her voice...

The doctors explanation was that the impact of the accident on her brain caused her to lose her voice. When she heard her parents comforting her but she was unable to reply them at all, she broke down.

During the stay in the hospital, other than crying silently there was nothing else she could do. Upon reaching home, life seemed to go on normally. However, whenever the phone rang, the ringtone seemed to pierce through her heart. She had no wish of letting the guy know about her condition. She did not want to be a burden to him. Hence, she wrote a letter to him informing him that she does not wish to wait for him to come back any longer.

Following that, she sent the engagement ring back to him. In return, the guy sent millions of reply and countless phonecalls... The girl could only drown her sorrows in tears as she ignored them all.

The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything and be happy. With a new environment, the girl picked up sign language and started a new life. She told herself everyday that she must forget about the guy.

One day, her friend informed her that he's back from abroad. She requested her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn't anymore news of him.

A year later, her friend came back with an envelope, containing an invitation card for the guy's wedding. The girl was shattered. When she opened the letter, she saw shocked to see her name as the bride. Just when she was about to ask her friend what's going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her. He used sign language to tell her this,
"I've spent a year's time to learn sign language just to let you know that I've not forgotten our promise. Let me have the chance to be your voice. I Love You. With that, he slipped the ring back into her finger. The girl finally smiled."

100 Days Of Love- Love story

Message: Peter and Tina are sitting in the park doing nothing, but just gazing into the sky, while all their friends are having fun with their beloved half.

Tina: I'm so bored. Just wish I have a boyfriend now to spend time with.

Peter: I guess we're the only leftovers. We're the only person who isn't with a date now. (both sigh n silence for a while)

Tina: I think I have a good idea. Lets play a game

Peter: Eh? What game?

Tina: Eem..It's quite simple. You be my boyfriend for 100 days and I'll be your girlfriend for 100 days. what do you think?

Peter: Oookay..Anyway I don't have any plan for the next few months.

Tina: You sound like you aren't looking forward to it at all. Cheer up. Today will be our first day and our first date. Where should we go?

Peter: What about a movie? I heard that there is a really great movie in theater now.

Tina: Seems like I don't have any better idea than this. Lets move. (went to watch their movies and sent each other home)

Day 2:
Peter and Tina went to a concert together, and Peter bought Tina a keychain with a star.

Day 3:
They went shopping together for a friend's birthday present. Share an ice-cream together and hugged each other for the first time.

Day 7:
Peter drove Tina up onto a mountain and they watch the sunset together. When the night came and the moon glowed, they said sat on the grass gazing at the stars together. A meteor passed by. Tina mumbled something. 

Day 25:
Spend time at a themepark and got onto rollercoasters, and ate hotdogs and cotton candy. Peter and Tina got in the haunted house and Tina grabbed someone's hand instead of Peter's hand by accident. They laughed together for a while.

Day 67:
They drove pass a circus and decided to get in to watch the show. The midget asked Tina to play a part as his assistant in the magic show. Went around to see other entertainments around after the show. Came to a fortune teller and she just said "Treasure every moment from now on" and a tear rolled down the fortune teller's cheek.

Day 84:
Tina suggested that they go to the beach. The beach wasn't so crowded that day. They have their first kiss with each other just as the sun is setting.

Day 99:
They decided to have a simple day and is deciding to have a walk around the city. They sits down onto a bench.

1:23 pm
Tina: I'm thirsty. Lets rest for a while first.

Peter: Wait here while I go buy some drinks. What would you like?

Tina: Eem...Apple juice will be just fine.

1:43 pm
Tina waiting for about 20 minutes and Peter havent return. Then someone walked up to her.

Stranger: Is your name Tina?

Tina: Yes, and may I help you?

Stranger: Justnow down there on the street a drunk driver has crashed into a guy. I think its your friend. 

Tina ran over to the spot with the stranger and sees Peter lying on the floor with blood over his face and her apple juice still in his hands. The ambulance came and she went to the hospital with Peter.
Tina sat outside the emergency room for five and a half hours. The doctor came out, and he sigh.

11:51 pm
Doctor: I'm sorry, but we did the best we could. He is still breathing now but God would take him away from us very soon. We found this letter inside his pocket.

The doctor hands over the letter to Tina and she goes into the room to see Peter. He look weak but peaceful. Tina read the letter and then she burst into tears. Here is what the letter said.

Tina, our 100 days is almost over. I had fun with you during all these days. Although you may be greedy sometimes and less thoughtful, but these all brought happiness into my life. I have realize that you are a really cute girl and blamed myself for never taken the time to knowing that. I have nothing much to ask for, but I just wish that we can extend the day. I want to be your boyfriend forever and wish that you can be beside me all the time. Tina, I love you.

11:58
Tina: (sobbing) Peter. Did you know what was the wish I made on the night there was a meteor. I asked God to let us last forever. We were suppose to last 100 days so Peter! You can't leave me! I LOVE YOU, but can you come back to me now? I love you Peter. I LOVE YOU.

As the clock struck twelve, Peter's heart stopped beating. It was 100 days.

NOTE*
Tell the guy or girl that you love them before its too late. You never know whats going to happen tomorrow. You never know who will be leaving you and never return

Cute Love Quotes

" I'll wait for you
As long as I have to
Just say you love me
And come back to me
I'll be listening for you
To knock on my door
You're the one I'll be waiting for
I'll be missing you"
 

"Love is like a butterfly,
Hold it to tight it'll crush,
Hold it to loose it'll fly away"

"Love creates an 'us'
without destroying a 'me'."

"Being deeply loved by someone
gives you strength;
loving someone deeply
gives you courage."

"You can fall in love in an instance,
Its letting go that takes time."

 

"Before I met you
I didn't know what it was
like to look at someone
and smile - for no reason."

"The meeting of two personalities
is like the contact of two chemical substances;
if there's any reaction,
both are transformed."

"They said what I didn't know,
couldn't hurt me.
But what I didn't know,
I found out, and it hurt."

"You are everything
I never knew I always wanted."

"To fall in love is easy,
even to remain in it is not difficult;
our human loneliness is cause enough.
But it is a hard quest worth making
to find a comrade through whose steady presence
causes one becomes steadily
the person one desires to be."

"For it was not into my ear you whispered,
but into my heart. It was not my lips
you kissed, but my soul."

"Life is only worth living once
you've found someone worth dying for."

"People who are sensible about love
are incapable of it."

"Your lover should not complete you,
but compliment you."

"Love means never having to say you are sorry."

True Path Of Love - Poem

Did I ever tell you how much I....
When I look into your eyes
My heart surrenders to your soul
The windows to your soul capture my youth
I become a prisoner of your love

Each day I lay awake
Your voice echoes in my heart
I long for a day
When love turns to play
As the softness of your hair gently touches my face
I am bestowed with a garland of grace

When our lips touch
My purpose shines with pride
Each step I take closer to you
My love can not hide

Can't you see
What your love means to me
When I look into your eyes
I love you
true path of love

Just like the sunshine in your eyes

Can you find a way
To love me today

I will never forget what your love means to me
It is as strong as the sea
Each wave pounding against my heart
Until I faithfully become yours
Traveling the path to your heart
I have always known from the start
That I have been on a journey
Through the eyes of your soul

Until the day that our spirits merge
With the great forests of our mothers and fathers
Where the red ferns grow
For only those who know
How to become one in the spirit of love

Did I ever tell you how much I....
Love you

By David Caruso Nicklas

My Life (Love Story)

 BY - MayFlower

I don't know how exactly to start out the story so i guess ill start of with the first sad thing?

I was born into this world with a heart condition called I.H.S.S. I can't play any sports, i can't get too mad. My heart rate can't too high or i could die. I can't do many things actually. I can't work out too much and i can't eat many sweets. I found this out when i was 8. I ran to my mom saying i wanted to play a sport. I don't remember what it was, but I've always wanted to play softball. She told me i couldn't. I asked why, and, well, there's the answer.

Along with a heart condition, I was born with a gene to be very overweight. I was adopted, and i didn't know that 'til i was about 11. And you know, when your a kid you eat lots of candy. Gladly i got rid of the fat. I don't exactly know how, but i did. It made/makes it worse that i'm extremely picky also. I don't eat any fruit or vegetables, i don't eat applesauce, I'm not the most healthy person you would know.

My Birth mother died because of being too overweight. My birthday was/is a mystery. No one knew who he was. It was a one-night stand. They were drunk. 9 months later? here i am.

When i was about 4, me and my adoption family lived in Florida. My dad, uncle, and cousin were playing pool. My cousin popped the ball and it hit me in the eye. There's my first black eye. Afterwards, My cousin wanted to apologize, so he took me into the other room, laid me down and pulled off my one-piece bathing suit. He spread my legs and pulled down his pants. And, well.. you get the rest. I didn't know what was happening obviously, so i didn't say anything.

My mom and dad had an argument, and they divorced. We moved to NC. I haven't had a real dad in 9 years. My mom has to be the dad in the house. She always was. The only memory i have of my dad being around was the one day that was one of my worst.

After 5 years of being in one city, we moved to another. I had to leave my best friend for the first time. for about 3 years i tried to contact her. I though about her everyday. Cried myself to sleep, begged my mom to take me back. All i wanted was to see my best friend. Then one day i saw on the news "car crash-6 year old Katie killed". My best friend was killed by her drunken father.

About a year after that, i made some new friends. I did, not knowing how. Well, one of my new best friends had killed herself. she was about 2 years older than me at the time. All i knew what to do was to cry. So i did. I cried all night, the next night and for about the next 2-4 days.

Then, about 2 years later, another one of my best friends committed suicide. along with another a year later. All of these deaths coming along with nothing prepared. Life never prepares you for anything.

After all the suicides, i started to think about it. I tried and tried. I cut, i choked, i did everything i could but somehow im still here. I got sent to holly hill. When i came back, i sat in my room all the time. i only came out to eat, which was barely ever. i stopped eating. i ate about a bag of chips a week. i drank milk with alcohol mixed in a lot. Not to the point were i was an alcoholic though.

I finally stopped and carried on, and finally got a boyfriend. i was with him for a year. But, in the 4th month, he told me he loved me. I loved him. then he started to beat me, when he found me talking to some of my guy friends. Then by the end of our relationship he told me he didn't want me, he didn't love me anymore and he cheated on me with 4 other girls. That's when i started back.

I finally got to the point where i was sick of everything. i didn't talk to anyone. I didn't look at anyone. Only 2 people i would talk to was my best friend and my mom. Only 2 i could trust. Then, my best friend and me got into an argument. Because of that argument we didn't talk for a year.

We made up after me trying to talk to her for a year and were still best friends. But then, i moved again. So, i can't see her anymore. Once again, i have left my best friend.

My mom and my brother would always fight. They fight at least everyday. My brother has threatened to kill himself, and almost did by a drug overdose. My mom has called the police because she was so scared of my brother killing her or hurting her. My brother has ran away for about a week but came back. School mornings, we would always have a fight. Either me and my mom, my mom and my brother, me and my brother, or all of us. I would always go to school on the urge of tears until i finally got used to it. but then they started breaking things. i cringed hearing the beating of the hammer smashing against things. Boom. Boom! Boom! over and over.

But then it got worse. my mom wanted to leave. she started to cry, which she never does. i haven't seen her cry in 5-7 years. My mom is a happy person usually. She started packing and let me and my brother alone at our house for about 2 days with only macaroni to eat and water to drink. She finally came back. I saw her, and literally begged her never to leave again. My mom is all i have in this world. i don't have anyone else. No one but a pencil and paper. So once again, i live behind makeup and fake smiles.