Heart Touching Love Story Collection (Page 4)

"Love Story which will touch ur Heart"



There was once a guy who suffered from cancer.
A cancer that can't be treated.

He was 18 years old and he could die anytime.
All his life, he was stuck in his house being taken cared by his mother.

He never went outside but he was sick of staying home and wanted to go out for once.


So he asked his mother and she gave him permission.
He walked down his block and found a lot of stores.


He passed a CD store and looked through the front door for a second as he walked.

He stopped and went back to look into the store.

He saw a young girl about his age and he knew it was love at first sight.

He opened the door and walked in, not looking at anything else but her.

He walked closer and closer until he was finally at the front desk where she sat.

She looked up and asked "Can I help you ?" She smiled and he thought it was the most beautiful smile he has ever seen before and wanted to kiss her right there.

He said "Uh... Yeah... Umm... I would like to buy a CD." He picked one out and gave her money for it. "Would you like me to wrap it for you ?" she asked, smiling her cute smile again.

He nodded and she went to the back.
She came back with the wrapped CD and gave it to him. He took it and walked out of the store.

He went home and from then on, he went to that store everyday and bought a CD, and she wrapped it for him.
He took the CD home and put it in his closet. He was still too shy to ask her out and he really wanted to but he couldn't. His mother found out about this and told him to just ask her.

So the next day, he took all his courage and went to the store. He bought a CD like he did everyday and once again she went to the back of the store and came back with it wrapped.
He took it and when she wasn't looking, he left his phone number on the desk and ran out !!!RRRRRING!!!

The mother picked up the phone and said, "Hello?" It was the girl. She asked for the boy and the mother started to cry and said, "You don't know? He passed away yesterday. " The line was quiet except for the cries of the boy's mother. Later in the day.
The mother went into the boy's room because she wanted to remember him. She thought she would start by looking at his clothes.

So she opened the closet. She was face to face with piles and piles and piles of unopened CDs. She was surprised to find all those CDs and she picked one up and sat down on the bed and she started to open one. Inside, there was a CD and as she took it out of the wrapper, out fell a piece of paper.
The mother picked it up and started to read it. It said: Hi... I think U R really cute.

Do u wanna go out with me? Love, Jacelyn. The mother opened another CD... Again there was a piece of paper. It said: Hi... I think U R really cute. Do u wanna go out with me? Love, Jacelyn Love is when you've had a huge fight but then decide to put aside your egos, hold hands and say, "I Love You"


Edited by tnbedi - 29 April 2007 at 6:34am

A date!

After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie.

 

She said I love you but I know this other woman loves you and would love to spend some time with you.

 

The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my MOTHER, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally.

 

That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie.

 

"What's wrong, are you well," she asked? My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a sur prise invitation is a sign of bad news.

 

"I thought that it would be pleasant to be with you," I responded. " Just the two of us."

 

She thought about it for a moment, and then said, " I would like that very much."

 

That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed t hat she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary.

 

She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel's.

 

"I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed, "she said, as she got into the car. "They can't wait to hear about our meeting".

 

We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady. After we sat down,

 

I had to read the menu. Large print. Half way through the entries, I lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips.

 

"It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small," she said.

 

"Then it's time that you relax and let me return the favor," I responded.

 

During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation - nothing extraordinary, but catching up on recent events of each other's life. We talked so much that we missed the movie.

 

As we arrived at her house later, she said, "I'll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you." I agreed.

 

"How was your dinner date ?" asked my wife when I got home. "Very nice. Much more so than I could have imagined," I answered.

 

A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I did to do anything for her.

 

Some time later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place mother and I had dined.

 

An attached note said: "I paid this bill in advance. I wasn't sure that I could be there; but nevertheless, I paid for two plates - one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for me. I love you, son."

 

At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: " I LOVE YOU!" and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve.

 

Nothing in life is more important than God and your family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off till "some other time."

 

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Pass this along to everyone with an aging parent, to a child, to an adult, to anyone with a parent. Here's hoping today is better than yesterday and tomorrow.

This is what True Love is all about:


when an elderly gentleman in his 80's, arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He stated that he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am.
 


I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him. I saw him look at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound.

Edited by shizajaved - 18 May 2007 at 12:59pm

This story tells us something about LOVE & LIFE.


My husband is S/W Engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders.


Two years of courtship and now, five years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before, has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness.


I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings. I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband is my complete opposite; his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about LOVE.


One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce.


"Why? " he asked, shocked.


"I am tired. There are no reasons for everything in the world !" I answered.


He kept silent the whole night, seemingly in deep thought. My feeling of disappointment only increased. Here was a man who was not able to even express his predicament, so what else could I expect from him?


And finally he asked me: "What can I do to change your mind?"


Somebody said it right... It's hard to change a person's personality, and I guess, I have started losing faith in him.


Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered: "Here is the question. If you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind.


Let's say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death. Will you do it for me?"


He said: " I will give you your answer tomorrow...." My hopes just sank by listening to his response.


I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door, that goes....


My dear, "I would not pick that flower for you, but....please allow me to explain the reasons further.....


This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading.


"When you use the computer you always mess up the Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen. I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs.


You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you.


You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city. I have to save my eyes to show you the way.


You always have the cramps whenever your "good friend" approaches every month. I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.


You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom.


You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes. I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand...and tell you the colour of flowers, just like the colour of the glow on your young face...


Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do... I could not pick that flower yet, and die ... "


My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting. .. And as I continue on reading... "Now, that you have finished reading my answer, and if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk...



I rushed to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread....Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone...


That's LIFE, and LOVE. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.


Love shows up in all forms; even in very small and cheeky forms. It has never been a model. It could be the dullest and most boring form ...


Flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands... AND THAT'S LIFE

A Sad Love Story telling us not to be afraid of expressing our Feelings. ...if you read this b4..no prob just read it again..

I have a boyfriend who grew up with me. His name is Vin. I always thought of him as a friend
until last year, when we went to a trip from a club. I found that I fell in love with him. Before that
trip was over, I took a step and confessed my love for him. And soon, we became a pair of
lovers, but we loved each other in different ways. I always concentrated on him only, but by
his side, there were so many other girls. To me, he was the only one, but to him, maybe I was just another girl…



"Vin, do you want to go watch a movie?" I asked.
"I can't"
"Why? You need to study at home?" I felt disappointment grabbing me.
"No… I am going to meet a friend…"

He was always like that. He met girls in front of me, like it was nothing. To him, I was just a girlfriend. The word 'love' only came out from my mouth. Since I knew him, I had never heard him say 'I love you' before. To us, there weren't any anniversaries at all. He didn't say anything from the first day and it continued till 100 days…200days… Everyday, before we say goodbye, he would just hand me a doll, everyday, without fail. I don't know why…

Then one day…

Me: Um, Vin, I …
Vin: What…don't drag, just say..
Me: I love you.
Vin: ……you….um, just take this doll and go home.
That was how he ignored my 'three words' and handed me the doll. Then he disappeared, like he was running away. The dolls I received from him everyday, filled my room, one by one. There were many…
Then one day came, my 18th year old birthday. When I got up in the morning, I pictured a party with him, and stranded myself in my room, waiting for his call. But… lunch passed, dinner passed… and soon the sky was dark… he still didn't call. It was already tiring to look at the phone anymore. Then around 2am in the morning, he suddenly called me and woke me from my sleep. He told me to come out of the house. Still, I felt joy and I ran out happily.


Me: Vin…
Vin: Here…take this…
Again, he handed me a little doll.
Me: What's this?
Vin: I didn't give it to you yesterday, so I am giving it to you now. I'm going home now, bye.
Me: Wait, wait! Do you know what today is?
Vin: Today? Huh?
I felt so sad, I thought he would remember my birthday. He turned around and walked away like nothing had happen. Then I shouted… "Wait…"
Vin: You have something to say?
Me: Tell me, tell me you love me…
Vin: What?!
Me: Tell me
I put my pathetic self behind and clung on to him. But he just said simple cold words and left.
"I don't want to say…that I love someone so easily, if you are desperate to hear it, then find someone else."
That was what he said. Then he ran off. My legs felt numb… and I collapsed to the ground. He didn't want to say it easily… How could he…. I felt that… Maybe he is not the right guy for me…
After that day, I stranded myself at home crying, just crying. He didn't call me, although I was waiting. He just continued handing me a little doll every morning outside my house. That's how those dolls piled up in my room… everyday
After a month, I got myself together and went to school. But what made the pain resurface was that… I saw him on a street… with another girl… He had a smile on his face, one that he never showed me…as he touched the doll… I ran straight back home and looked at the dolls in my room, and tears fell… Why did he gave these to me… Those dolls are probably picked out by some other girls…In a fit of anger, I threw the dolls around. Then suddenly, the phone rang. It was him. He told me to come out to the bus stop outside my house. I tried to calm myself down and walked to the bus stop. I kept reminding myself that I am going to forget him, that… it's going to end. Then he came into my sight, holding a big doll

Vin: Jo, I thought you were pissed, you really came?
I couldn't help hating him, acting like nothing had happen and joking around. Soon, he held out the doll as usual…
Me: I don't need it. Vin: What….why…
I grabbed the doll from his hands and threw it on the road.
Me: I don't need this doll, I don't need it anymore!! I don't want to see a person like you again!
I spitted out all the words that were inside me. But unlike other days, his eyes very shaking.
"I'm sorry" He apologized in a tiny voice. He then walked over to the road to pick up the doll…
Me: You stupid! Why are you picking up the doll?! Just throw it away!!!

But he ignored me and just went to pick the doll. Then…

*****
With a loud honk, a big truck was heading towards him.
"Vin! Move! Move away!" I shouted… But he didn't hear me, he squatted down and picked up the doll.
"Vin, move!" ~!! "Boom!" That sound, so terrifying.
That's how he went away from me. That's how he went away without even opening his eyes to say one word to me.
After that day, I had to go through everyday with guiltiness and the sadness of losing him… And after spending two months like a crazy person… I took out the dolls.

Those were the only gifts he left me since the day we started going out. I remembered the days I spent with him and started to count the days… when we were in love…

"One…two… three…" That was how… I started to count the dolls…
"Four hundred and eighty four… four hundred and eighty five…" It all ended with 485 dolls.
I then started to cry again, with a doll in my arms. I hugged it tightly, then suddenly…

"I love you~, I love you~" I dropped the dolls, shocked.

"I….lo..ve…you??" I picked up the dolls and pressed its stomach.



"I love you~ I love you~" It can't be! I pressed all the dolls' stomach as it piled on the side.
"I love you~"
"I love you~"
"I love you~"
Those words came out non-stop. I…love you… Why didn't I realize that….That his heart was always by my side, protecting me. Why didn't I realize that he love me this much… I took out the doll under the bed and pressed it's stomach, that was the last doll, the one that fell on the road. It had his blood stain on it. The voice came out, the on that I was missing so much…

"Jo…Do you know what today is? We've been loving each other for 486 days. Do you know what 486 is? I couldn't say I love you…. Um… since I was too shy… If you forgive me and take this doll, I will say that I love you… everyday… till I die… Jo… I love you…"

The tears came flowing out of me. Why? Why? I asked god, why do I only know about all this now? He can't be by my side, but he loved me until his last minute…

For that… and for that reason… to me… it became courage… to live a beautiful life…

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Edited by scorpion134 - 02 September 2007 at 3:49pm

                                                                                                                                       I am talking bOut schOol life... beside a bench Of a guy, a gurl sits, whO is his best best best friend... she share every mOment Of her life wid him sO that they are very clOse tO each Other... He persOnally feel fOr her frOm his childhOod but never tOld her bOut his feelings... well, this seems tO be like a simple lOve stOry like in every hindi mOvie but what am telling yOu is truth... he never thOught, that Once a time came when she share a mOment Of her life which is enOugh tO break his all dreams...
                        and........ the time came very sOon.... they reached tO 10th grade... final year Of skOooool.... Once she tOld the guy... "yOu are the One whO is clOsest tO me... sO that what i am sharing wid yOu, i wOnt just infOrm tO any One bOut it but just yOu.. cOz i belive yOu..." she tOld him that she like a guy, but she dOes'nt knew that is this lOve Or just attractiOn....... ... Ohhhhhh...... hOw painful that was

ahhhhhhhh..... lOve hurtsss this time......... and yOu knOw its pain.....

when she tOld him that cOmplete stOry, the guy realize that this is nOt just attractiOn.... that guy knew the guy tO whOm that gurl lOve sO that he make a realtiOn Of her and the guy and they are still in lOve..... 4 years passed but when he saw her, he fall in lOve wid her again andd again.....

this lOve wOnt be finished yet..... thats nOt the Only sacrifies he dO.... she iz still his friend, and when he saw her with any Other guy... hOwzz he bears this pain.... just think...




Edited by Lovers Ka Love - 06 September 2007 at 6:45am