We've updated our Content Guidelines.
Review the latest guidelines to keep sharing stories safely.
Algún día seremos tú y yo

Algún día seremos tú y yo

  • WpView
    Reads 62
  • WpVote
    Votes 2
  • WpPart
    Parts 2
WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Dec 15, 2020
WpInfo
Fiction
Romance
Proximamente En la vida no todo es como crees, las cosas no siempre son buenas, nunca salen como quieres. A veces debemos aceptarlas, pero si somo capaces de cambiar nuestro destino y no dejar que sean una porquería para siempre, pues debemos hacerlo, debemos luchar por lo que en verdad queremos, si yo quería que fuéramos tu y yo, que fuéramos Tristan y Elena para siempre. Sobre todas las cosas, que solo importara nuestra felicidad y nada mas, pero obviamente no podía ser así, porque no nada es perfecto a pesar de que creyéramos que nosotros si. Pero incluso si tratamos de olvidar el amor nos recordara. Me preguntaron que si alguna vez me había enamorado, y dije que si pero que nunca había amado. Porque te puedes enamorar de la piel, de su personalidad, de su tacto, pero, cuando amas, amas con el alma, amas la esencia de esa persona, si importar nada y sin querer cambiarla; luego lo conocía a él, y hay comprendí que todo era verdad, cuando amas, amas con el alma.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • When the Sun Sets
  • Finding My Lost Self [to be edited]
  • A Pack of Misfits: Our lives
  • Hades Rewound (Hades Series #2)
  • SoulMates {COMPLETED!}
  • My Wildest Dreams
  • Not His Girl
  • The Bad Boy Inside The Mermaid Suit  [BOOK 5]

I meet him at the right time. Or a completely wrong one, depending on the perspective you look from. I am not the one to fall head over heels in love with someone and he is not the guy someone should even fall in love with. But there are all the witty comebacks, the unplanned meetings at the bar, the rides on his motorcycle, all the laughs we share before the morning ... It does something to both of us. It changes us to the extent where we suddenly can't live without all of this. He is not a good guy. He's as bad as it gets. But he's perfect for me. I want to believe our story is a modern fairy tale with a more realistic ending. You won't get the princess-prince bullshit from me. You'll get it how it is with no sugar-coating. I was no princess and he was no prince, yet we still had something beautiful going on. For a while, at least.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines