Story cover for Silver Lining (Serendipity: Book 2) by jayeyenchen
Silver Lining (Serendipity: Book 2)
  • WpView
    Membaca 132,666
  • WpVote
    Vote 2,101
  • WpPart
    Bab 33
  • WpView
    Membaca 132,666
  • WpVote
    Vote 2,101
  • WpPart
    Bab 33
Lengkap, Awal publikasi Jul 23, 2014
We love until it hurts. We love until it bleeds. We love until it fades in time. We just wait for the right time. Then, find someone new ... or not.

Set 7 years after 'Serendipity'.
Seluruh Hak Cipta Dilindungi Undang-Undang
Daftar untuk menambahkan Silver Lining (Serendipity: Book 2) ke perpustakaan kamu dan menerima pembaruan
atau
#1ladyspikers
Panduan Muatan
anda mungkin juga menyukai
YuanFen oleh hannarie_21
36 bab Bersambung Dewasa
What we have is just now. As long as she loves me. As long as she wants to be with me. As long as there is 'we'. I love her! But the rainbow is not just a blend of vibrant and bright colors. It doesn't even stay for a long period of time-- just enough for us to see and in a fleet of time is gone, leaving us wondering if it's real. A rainbow doesn't have black and white. It wasn't just like that. Same as love. Same as us. There were times that i want to give her up. Not because my love did fade, rather, my love is too much. Too much that letting her go is the only option left for her to choose me without hesitation, without guilt, freed of lies. I want her to grow, to weigh things as it is. I want her to make me feel that being with me is her choice. I want her to realize that i am hers and that she have to surrender herself to me as well. I want her to love me because that is the way she feels and not because it was the safest way. Being with her is paradise. It was a mixture of colored pastel. It was too vibrant to explain. But at a sudden twist of downs and ups, we are shaking. Loving her has become my weakness. The weakening thought of losing her when I fuck up is too much to run me insane. I'm overreacting perhaps. But being with her, means walking in a narrow-road of heaven. There's no security, no assurance. One wrong move, and I'll be slipping away. Just in the never ending pain of darkness, of solitude, of self-struggle. Loving her has become my addiction. I couldn't get enough of it. But so they say, what's too much can cause harm. Maybe I'm loving her too much that she finds it hard to breathe when i'm around. But yes, it is just a wishful thinking; things that I'll surely not going to say to her because i will never ever earn the courage to say so. We are just nothing but a 'fateful coincidence.'
anda mungkin juga menyukai
Slide 1 of 9
YuanFen cover
One last wish(Short story) | [Completed] cover
Infinitely Falling [GxG] cover
Academic Temptations cover
Serendipity cover
Serendipity (ProfessorxStudent) (Ferreira Series#2)  cover
Loveless cover
Doctor Who? [BOOK 1] COMPLETED cover
7 YEARS OF LOVE cover

YuanFen

36 bab Bersambung Dewasa

What we have is just now. As long as she loves me. As long as she wants to be with me. As long as there is 'we'. I love her! But the rainbow is not just a blend of vibrant and bright colors. It doesn't even stay for a long period of time-- just enough for us to see and in a fleet of time is gone, leaving us wondering if it's real. A rainbow doesn't have black and white. It wasn't just like that. Same as love. Same as us. There were times that i want to give her up. Not because my love did fade, rather, my love is too much. Too much that letting her go is the only option left for her to choose me without hesitation, without guilt, freed of lies. I want her to grow, to weigh things as it is. I want her to make me feel that being with me is her choice. I want her to realize that i am hers and that she have to surrender herself to me as well. I want her to love me because that is the way she feels and not because it was the safest way. Being with her is paradise. It was a mixture of colored pastel. It was too vibrant to explain. But at a sudden twist of downs and ups, we are shaking. Loving her has become my weakness. The weakening thought of losing her when I fuck up is too much to run me insane. I'm overreacting perhaps. But being with her, means walking in a narrow-road of heaven. There's no security, no assurance. One wrong move, and I'll be slipping away. Just in the never ending pain of darkness, of solitude, of self-struggle. Loving her has become my addiction. I couldn't get enough of it. But so they say, what's too much can cause harm. Maybe I'm loving her too much that she finds it hard to breathe when i'm around. But yes, it is just a wishful thinking; things that I'll surely not going to say to her because i will never ever earn the courage to say so. We are just nothing but a 'fateful coincidence.'