A Beautiful Love Story

Love Story: A Beautiful Love Story 

Here is a beautiful love story which i want to share it with you people. A love story every girl wants to have such a love.

I met him through my friend, cute looking, smart, body built & very kind hearten. He loves helping anyone in trouble. in the beginning when my friend introduced him to me, i didn’t have any sort of feelings on him, but i liked him, even liked me, as days passed on we started getting closer, we didn’t know that we were in love, later we realized our love and were totally dependent on each other, he loved me so much that there is no tomorrow in my life, he filled me in happiness, made me forget my parents, my world, then i realized that i can’t be without him a day, he use to get up at 5.45 and call me and wake up to get ready to my college. he used to call me in night times and played songs and made me sleep, he knew my hunger and fed me like my mother, he gave me everything in life, though we fight he never went away from me, he’s my gift of love, we have been together since 3 years and will be entering into our 4th year on august 9th, I am so lucky to get him in my life…..

Thanks to God for giving me such a lovable partner…

A Sad Love Story

If this doesn't touch you..... Get a heart!

One night a guy and girl were driving home from the movies. The boy sensed there was something wrong because of the painful silence they shared between them that night. The girl then asked the boy to pull over because she wanted to talk. She told him that her feelings had changed and that it was time to move on.

A silent tear slid down his cheek as he slowly reached into his pocket and passed her a folded note. At that moment, a drunk driver was speeding down that very same street. He swerved right into the driver’s seat, killing the boy.

Miraculously, the girl survived. Remembering the note, she pulled it out and read it.

“Without your love, I would die."

Love Birds

Two lonely cranes sail through the crimson light, in silhouette and landed, more graceful than a ballerina's grace. He nudged her head affectionately, she kissed him. He slowly caresses her arm, She began exploring the gentle curve of his neck... trailing kisses... here... and there... He whispered a sweet melody into her ear, she bubbled with joyous laughter. Two bodies entwine before the glowing sunset. Driven by passions they began to call each other's name. Faster and faster, sweating with rapid, heavy breathing, both trying to match the desires for each other. And then a whirring object slices through the blood red sky. Silence. Dead silence. Seems like eternity. He fell to the ground with a heartbreaking thud. Looked into her dark lovely eyes now swimming in tears, so beautiful... With the last of his effort He gave her a sweet caw: I love you my love, you were the reason of my very existence. Until death do us apart. Fly my love, fly into the heavenly sky. One day, we shall meet again. And this time, not even death can do us apart. He smiled serenely, fighting to keep his increasingly heavy eyelids open. And then a wail... Deep... Long... And scorching... As if something was dying of a heart wound. The sun is sinking in the horizon, silently weeping as her life-giving arms retreats. She turned to the sky, and flew as her lover commanded. Oh my brave one... Flew higher and higher and higher and higher her graceful arms never a moment faltering. Oh how peaceful it is up here... The stars are slowly twinkling away from their daylight shyness. And she swooped down. Flew lower and lower and lower and lower suddenly into the rock beside her beloved. She gave him a sweet caw: Do not leave yet, my love I am coming too. She kissed him. The hunter slowly emerged from the forest, Bow in one hand and a rope in another. He kneels down in front of the lovers. Looks up into the bittersweet sky, and see Just as the sun's final rays descends into complete darkness. Just as the two lovers hurry to catch the chariot into perpetual happiness. He shook his head sadly. As he tied both cranes. Tonight, his family won't starve.

A Sad Love Story

It all started when I was 6 years old. While I was playing outside on my farm in California, I met a boy. He was an average kind of boy who teased you and then you chased them and beat them up. After that first meeting in which I beat him up we kept on meeting and beating each other up at the fence. That only lasted for a little while though. We would meet at the fence all the time and we were always together. I would tell him all my secrets. He was quite very quiet he would just listen to what I had to say. I found him easy to talk to and I could talk to him about everything. In school we had separate friends but when we got home we would always talk about what happened in school. One day I said to him that a guy I liked hurt me and broke my heart. He just comforted me and said everything would be okay. He gave me words of encouragement and helped me get over him. I was happy and thought of him as a real friend. But I knew that there was something else about him that I liked. I thought of it that night and figured it was just a friend kinda thing that I was feeling. All through high school and even through graduation we're always together and of course I thought of it as being friends. But I knew deep inside that I really felt differently. On graduation night even though we had different dates to the prom I wanted to be with him. That night after everybody went home I went to his house and wanted to tell him that I wanted to see him. Well, that night was my big chance and all I did was just sit there with him watching the stars and talking about what I was going to do and what he was going to do. I looked into his eyes and listened to him talk about what his dream was. How he wanted to get married and settle down. He said how he wanted to be rich and successful. All I could do was to tell him my dream and cuddle next to him. I went home hurting because I didn't tell him how I was feeling. I wanted to tell him so bad that I loved him but I was too scared and frightened. I let my feelings go and told myself that someday I would tell him just how I felt. All through college I wanted to tell him but he always had someone with him. After graduation he got a job in New York, I was happy for him but at the same time I was sad to see him go. I was sad also because I didn't tell him how I felt. But I couldn't let him know now that he was leaving for his big job. So I just kept it to myself and watched him go on the plane. I cried as I hugged him for what I felt was going to be the last time. I went home that night and cried my eyes out. I felt hurt that I didn't tell him what I had inside my heart. Well, I got a job as a secretary and then worked my way to a computer analyst. I was proud of what I had accomplished. One day I got a letter with an invitation to a marriage. It was from him, I was happy and sad at the same time. Now I know that I could never be with him and that we could only be friends. I went to the wedding the next month. It was a big occasion. The big church wedding and the reception at the hotel. I met the bride and of course him. I fell in love one more time. But I held back so it wouldn't spoil what should be the happiest day in his life. I tried to have fun that night but it was killing me inside watching him being so happy and me trying to be happy covering up my sadness tears inside of me. I left New York feeling that I did the right thing. Before I left on the flight, he came running out of nowhere and said his good-byes and how he was very happy to see me. I came home and just tried to forget about what went on in New York. I had to go on with my life. As the years went on, we wrote to each other on what was going on and how he had missed talking to me. On one occasion he never wrote back to me at all. I was getting worried as to why he hadn't written anything for a long time after I had already written 6 letters to him. Well, just when everything seemed hopeless and sad in my life, I got a note that said: "meet me at the fence where we used to talk about things". I went and saw him there. I was happy to see him, but he was broken-hearted and sad inside. We hugged until we couldn't breathe anymore. Then he told me about the divorce and why he hadn't written for a long time. He cried until he couldn't cry anymore. Finally, we went back to the house and talked and laughed about what I had been going and to catch up on old times. But in all of this, I couldn't tell him how I felt about him. In the days that followed, he had fun and forgot about all his problem and his divorce. I fell in love again with him. When it came time for him to leave back to New York, I went to see him off and cried. I hated to see him leave. He promised to see me every time he could get a vacation. I couldn't wait for him to come so I could be with him. We would always have fun when we were together. One day he didn't show up like he said he would. I figured that he might have been busy. The days turned into months and I just forgot about it. Then I got a call one day from a lawyer in New York. The lawyer said that he had died in a car accident going to the airport. And that it took this long till everything was settled. It broke my heart. I was shocked about what took place. Now I knew why he didn't come that day. Again, I was broken-hearted. I cried that night, cried tears of sadness and heartache. Asking questions why did this happen to a kind guy like him? I gathered my things and went to New York for the reading of his will. Of course, things were given to his family and his ex-wife. I finally got to meet her since the last time we met at the wedding. She explained to me how he was and how he always provided. But he was always unhappy. She would always try everything but she couldn't get him happy, as he was that night at their wedding. When the will was read, the one thing that was given to me was a diary. It was a dairy that of his life. I cried as it was given to me... As I flew on the plane I remembered the good times that we had together. I started reading the diary and what was written. The diary was started with the day we first met. I read on till I started to cry. The diary told of him saying that he had fallen in love with me that day I was broken-hearted. But he was too afraid to tell me what he had felt. That is why he was so quiet and liked to listen to me. It told of how he wanted to tell me so many times, but was too afraid to say anything. It told of when he went to New York and fell in love with another. How the happiest time he had was seeing me and dancing with me at the wedding. He said he imagined it was our wedding. How he was always unhappy till he had no choice but to divorce his wife. How the best time in his life was to read the letters written to him by me. Finally, the diary ended when it said, "today I will tell her I love her". It was the day he was killed. The day I was going to finally find out what was really in his heart. If you love someone, don't wait till tomorrow to tell him/her. Maybe that next day will never come at all.