What makes relationship stronger is nothing but 'Memories'. Everything in this earth is controlled by memories. Actually, love is also nothing but a memory. You have to cherish old things, the things which ones made you laugh, which made you happy, which cured you, and the ones which made you fall in love. The one who fantasize these old memories time to time never gets bored of his/her relationship.Love is nothing but a memory.This is something really true. If you were to forget everything just after they happened, you would have never fell in love with someone. People think about someone. Someone whose words, voice or actions touched their soul. Those flashbacks keep coming in their mind, that specific memory of that ‘someone’ makes them fall in love.So, instead of finding things to light up your relationship, you should sometimes cherish those old thoughts, make your partner think about those things, and for sure your bond would get stronger.Also it's not possible that everyone
The less you cling to something, the less fear you have of losing that something or someone. The less fear you have, the more love you have. It is true that you love even more when you let go of the need for it. Love grows when grief goes. Make your love stronger than your fear. Strive to make your love greater than your need and let love be the most powerful force in your life. Then nothing can overcome you.Lauren felt her heart thumping hard in her ribcage, Brandon is asking for the truth they have hurried down long back. Now they don't want to talk about it ever. Because they knew it would hurt Claire and maybe the danger from which they were trying to save their children would come along."Brandon, we have forgotten all this. We don't like to bring back those sad parts ", Lauren said with difficulty, Mathew holding her hand to support her. But Brandon was not letting it go. " I know about Jason, Claire herself told me everything. But now I want to hear the rest from you." Bran
Claire's pov you understood me when i had a lot of things in my head. you understood that sometimes i just need time to process things – be it my ringing phone or a life crisis.You understand that I bottle up my feelings, that I can go on for days pretending that everything is okay, that I'm having a lovely day, and that sometimes, I just don't say what is on my mind. but you also understood – all i need is a little coaxing to spill the beans.you understood when i fought with you over little things. you understood that everyone has traumas, and what’s pebble to you, could be a mountain to me.you understood me when i wanted time for myself. you saw that my presence always became better once i got an escape. you saw how much it meant to me to be able to get some me-time even if it meant cutting down on your own time with me.you understood when i made mistakes, when i caused you pain, when i apologised. you treated me with so much care that it made me wonder why. you always came thr
Life makes you go through so much that years after years, your soul gets painted with one more layer of mixed emotions. You change a little, every year. And in some time, you change enough to look back and say “What? That was me? Seriously?” And this change is good. Why? Because you were too stupid to back then. You were too pure, too kind, and too innocent. You believed every smiling face. You trusted every word. But you were betrayed by the very people for whom you did so much. So life slapped you into the reality of this cruel, fake world. Your first reaction was to feel angry and shattered. And you did punish yourself for the pain you allowed others to cause you. But with time, you started to learn more and more with every heartbreak. You started to change. You still thought you were doing the wrong thing by becoming more practical and less emotional, but you realized that it was a choice between crying and smiling. You chose your smile. You started keeping a distance from most pe
Brandon's pov I have never met anyone like her. It’s like she took some time machine and walked into this new, modern, and alien world. Everything was so basic for her, so simple. She wore that pure, innocence in her smile. She had that softness in her voice that would make you lean forward, maybe out of respect. She would look at the mirror and just quickly nod in agreement “Hmm, it’s okay." There was no bitterness in her soul. She would often tell me “We should not talk bad about others. God is watching.” And yes, about her and her God, she would leave every problem to God. In her happiness, she would keep praising God. In her pain, she would keep praying to God. When I would joke about God, she would get so annoyed with me. She wanted to say bad things to me for mocking God. But then, God forbid her from saying bad things. See? So cute.I was not like her, never. I said bad things about many people. We were never the same souls. But she always told me that we are the same. "You ar
Love is worth fighting for only if both are willing to fight for it equally.Love loses its worth when it is not appreciated and instead makes you feel that you have completely lost your self worth in convincing the other person and hoping that they realize how much you value their presence in your life.It becomes highly disheartening to see that someone cannot stand up for you inspite of saying that they love you. Actions definitely speak greater than words and words have no value if you don't mean them.It makes you wonder whether as a person you are so inadequate that they do not approve of you being their life forever.It makes you wonder if your love, your affection, your care has no value. All that you did for them was just an ego boost to make them feel better about themselves.I say all of this because I have given my everything for a relationship and eventually have realized that I am not worthy to be introduced to the family.I do not seem to be as lucrative as others, I do
Mature content Ahead.Read at your own risk. "..Mmmmm- ah..."I moaned when he opened his lips and captured a large amount of flesh and sucked deeply into it, making my head fall back to rest on his shoulder. He kept sucking, his wet tongue rolling against my skin making my legs shut together. I was lost in the deep sensation that I let out a scream of surprise when his lips left my skin and he had instead turned me to face him. His face was inches away from mine as we breathed the same air, feeling each other's heat. He put me on the bed slowly, our bodies still touching each other, he was sucking and kissing my neck. I missed his lips again, I grabbed his cheek with my palm and kissed him. One moment he was kissing me and next he stopped suddenly. I opened my eyes, and he suddenly sat breathing heavily. I didn't understand what happened to him." No, I should not…It's not good for you, …" iI heard him mumbling and he moved to go but I held his arm and sat also. I made him turn t
"I love you, my Sunshine."Who knew five words could make one person forget how to breathe? Suddenly oxygen wasn't a significant purpose for me to live, instead what made my heart beat, what made me feel more alive than ever before and what made my mind to keep functioning was the words of love. Words that were spoken by a man who by no warning entered inside my heart like it was his home. Like he was meant to be there. Forever and ever. His eyes. My Brandon's beautiful gray eyes that must have hint of the mixed color of silver and blue bore into mine showing me the true definition of his words. They must be soft, caring, possessive, protective and the final emotion that has always been there. Love. So much love. Eyes of love. And what made me sink deeper into his warm and naked body was the fact that his eyes of love would always be directed to me. I owned them. They were already mine and mine alone. Suddenly I felt a desire to see his eyes, I wished to see the love in them for me.