ENGLISH WALA LOVE
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Who doesn’t love a short love story? Especially the very short love stories that can be finished during a quick break.
Since the start of human storytelling history, humans have enjoyed great romance stories from Romeo and Juliet to Helen of Troy. Even horror and adventure stories often include a romantic element. Everybody wants to feel some of that romance and reading very short romantic stories are often a great way to quench that thirst.
Whether your favorite stories are cute teen romance stories or vampire love stories, there is something for everyone.
I’ve compiled a number of love stories for you to read, all very short and can bring some of that romantic spark into your life. These are great reads whether you’re celebrating Valentine’s Day or just itching for a romantic spark.
You can find more of these romance stories on Commaful and Reddit.
My First Love Was a Forbidden Love
Most of us remember when our lives were forever changed, the day that our hormonal chemistry changed and we stepped into the world of puberty. For some of us, this was an exciting time filled with new desires and misadventures. But for others, this was a difficult and stressful time while trying to rediscover their self and psychical awareness. The one thing that we all had in common was the inability to control our sexual attraction. This attraction may not have fit into the social norms, but these social dating standards were meant to be changed and I am proud to have taken part in the revolutions.
To fully appreciate this story of love and heartbreak, you must climb into my Hot Tub Time Machine and proceed to the year of 1993. During this year Snoop Dog released, “Nuthin’ But a G Thang “with Dr. Dre and the original premier debut of Jurassic Park swept across movie screens. This year was no different than any other year, but to me at the age of 17 times stood still. If I knew then what I know now, I would have just sat back and enjoyed every moment of that era. Instead, I had only one thing on my mind and that was girls. Most if not all adolescent’s boys have this weakness, but some can surely control it better than others.
This sordid tale of heartbreak and despair took place in the suburbs of Baltimore in the state of Maryland. I grew up in a middle class family and never was left needing for anything. My mother was an elementary school teacher and my father was a successful auto mechanic who later taught at a trade school. My high school was typical, actually the best in the county at the time even though I didn’t appreciate this fact due to self-indulgence. The school was primarily white which led to a problem, we were black or should I say African American to remain political correct.
My best friend from early childhood was white, while the rest of my friends and associates were as racially diverse as you could imagine. I didn’t see black or white, I just saw people. The Jewish population was extremely high, but I didn’t even become aware of this fact until my mid-twenties when a co-worker made an anti-Semitic joke about the area. I just saw people for people and the innocence of youth is bliss.
My parents never really approved of interracial dating and were always displeased with my attraction to a different race. But as I stated earlier, some things aren’t controllable in life and this is one of them. I made multiple attempts to date young white women throughout middle school and high school, but for the most part it was unsuccessful. It wasn’t due to my looks, but more so due to bad timing. If I had been born just a measly 10 years later, my entire dating experience in high school would have been different. But nonetheless, I found the love of my life even if it only lasted two weeks.
It all started with a little letter folded into a square that was addressed to me from Sarah. She was a beautiful girl that stood about 5’4 tall with strawberry blonde hair. Her braces made her appearance ever so more seductive, but I knew even then that braces weren’t supposed to be attractive. I had noticed her many times in the past, but figured that she was out of my league and I decided to save myself from rejection. What a mistake that was, I could have found love sooner if I only had more courage.
All it took was one letter and I found myself thrust into my first interracial relationship. I loved the late phone calls into night and writing of letters back and forth. All I could think about was Sarah and I must admit the feeling of puppy love is the best feeling of all. You can’t imagine life without that person even though deep down you realize it isn’t a realistic emotion.
Our relationship blossomed as we held hands walking down the hallways and moments of embrace with empty blank stares from some. It was my turn to show affection in public and I was determined to do so every chance I got. I would look forward to that romantic but awkward kiss that made me feel like I was flying high in the clouds above. There was only one little problem, her father did not approve. Our relationship was secret from her family and it was a matter of time before my world came crashing down around me.
After dating for about 2 weeks, Sarah walked up to me in school looking quite upset. She informed me that her father instructed her to discontinue the relationship, but we both decided to continue in secret. Unfortunately, this didn’t work. A few days later Sarah’s father decided to confront me at my part time job at McDonalds. He wasn’t a big man, but he was a man and I was just a boy in love. He confronted me in the parking lot berating me and voicing his displeasure. He never made a racial statement, but the tone of situation was clear and his hatred was in his eyes. Just when the situation was about to become volatile, a car load of my friends just happened to pull into the parking lot. As they walked over to see what the yelling was all about, the situation was over. Sarah’s father knew he was out numbered and made the wise decision to leave.
Unfortunately, his message was clear and the relationship was over because my first love was a forbidden love . She was lost access to the phone at home and was forbidden to associate with me in school. My heart was heavy with despair and for a brief moment in time I couldn’t imagine life without Sarah. But as we all know, life goes on and I eventually found a replacement for the void left in heart by Sarah.
- I Can’t Believe You’re Mine
We’d just left the coffee shop. When we walked by, she had giggled and pulled me inside, saying, “C’mon, let’s be basic white girls and get some pumpkin spice!”
I don’t like coffee. I never had. But when she handed me my cup and looked into my eyes while I tried it, it was the best thing I’d ever tasted.
My hand still tingled where she grabbed it.
As we walked through the park with our drinks, a light drizzle began to fall. She pulled out an umbrella from her bag, I pulled up my hood and hunched my shoulders.
“Don’t be silly,” she giggled, pulling me under the umbrella with her. I couldn’t help but laugh too, her laugh is infectious.
As the sun started to shine again, she pulled me down to sit on a bench. She beamed down at me, and I could only gaze back adoringly.
“So Ava…” She began. I knew this tone of voice, it’s dangerous.
“Who do you like?” She whispered, and I looked away. I wanted to say, ‘you, you, a thousand times you. You’re the only one I can ever think about. You’re gorgeous and sweet and funny and…’
Instead, I shrugged my shoulders and looked down at my cup.
She looked at me with a cautious smile. “If I tell you mine, will you tell me yours?”
“Okay.” I said.
“The person I like… …is you.”
I drop my drink.
2. Don’t Let Me Fall In Love With You
And you expect for me to fall in love with you.
That, or you already read this story and you just want to see me suffer again.
It’s hard to see through the screen… I can’t tell one reader from another, boy or girl. Not that it would matter…
(Blushes deeply) Anyway, that’s not the point.
You should leave.
Why are you going to the next slide?
Stop doing that.
Are you always this stubborn?
I said st-
Don’t interrupt me.
3. I use to be a nice guy
Junior year of High school, I had gotten tired of constantly being rejected by the girls I like and for them to run off with not the best of people. I would be rude and gross to girls. Saying the typical "I am a nice guy give me a chance!" Or "You just date abusive guys and leave us nice guys". I felt those things deep down. The girl I crushed on for years never liked me back but I still thought I was tough shit. I stuck around and slowly worked on my crippling anxiety to get through High school. It took all of my time and a lot of self isolation.
About 2 years out of high school the same crush from before started texting me again. We hit it off her admitting that she shared feelings and it was going well. It was the thing I thought I wanted but quickly released I wasn't fit to handle. I was still stuck on my ideals in ways that caused my anxiety to come back. I wanted her to constantly text me and I got extremely jealous. I wasn't who I had worked so hard to become. She started to distance herself from me. I found myself struggling with how to keep her and I got more clingy.
She couldn't handle my stress and I still feel bad i was ever like that. It was almost like being a teen again, seeing her and finally having what I always wanted. It hit me like a truck the day she started dating my best friend. It hurt a lot and I ended up losing him and her in the process.
I took it upon myself to work on it, I needed to be me again. Who up until now was starting to feel confident in life and knew who I was. Shortly after this disaster I met this girl. She was cute and funny and I wanted to take things slow. Just be friends with her, I didn't want to subject another person to clingy me. She was going through a break up and I wanted to help her. So I did I sat with her for hours while I helped her get over this person who had abused her very badly. She would talk with me about my situation.
I quickly got over mine, it being a quick summer fling. Through fixing myself and her leaning on me. I truly fell for her and she fell for me. We both admitted to one another our feelings. It took about 3 months for her now ex to get completely out of the picture. That entire time I held my ground and didn't allow myself to get to clingy.
I started to feel more confident but still struggled with my own issues. Through all of this time together and us both finding ourselves again. We found love in one another and she has helped me grow to be myself again.
It might not seem like much to everyone but I am proud of my progress and without that shit attitude getting me rejected I may not have been single when I met her. Even now as I write this on my phone, she is asleep next to me. Everyday is an adventure with her. Everyday I wake up happy and ready to see what the love of my life has in store. Without her I wouldn't be me anymore.
4. How I met my GF and Wife to be (sorry for any mistakes in advance)
I'm a guy and I'm 17 at the time of posting this (Sorry if I drag this story out a bit)
A few months ago I was in a really dark place in my life. I was fresh out of a TOXIC relationship with someone and I was mentally really drained. I was mentally and physically drained
I play Ice Hockey for a living and I usually went to the Ice Rink whenever I had to clear my mind and be myself. But seen as Covid-19 has arrived here in South Africa I couldn't go to the Ice Rink because Of quarantine. So, because the only place I felt free was closed, I had to get an alternative.
With that I was laying in my bed and I saw my bathtub. In one swift move I stood up, took all my blankets and pillows and flopped into the bath (no water of course). I took out my phone and downloaded an app called Hoop. It's like a tinder knockoff haha. I mainly downloaded the app just to meet a few people... Just to not feel so alone. So... for the next like 3 days I spent my time laying in the bath, getting out every now and again to use the bathroom, take showers and get food.
And then one day a girl added me on Hoop. I was REALLY shocked because no-one seemed to be interested in me, and it was totally understandable seen as I'm not the most handsome or skinny dude. But this girl was REALLY pretty. Let's call her Emily. Now me and Emily immediately started talking and we were relating to ALL the mall and stupid stuff. Like our favorite music, food, cars, people etc. etc.
So when we finally talked about our fav music she basically listed off all my favorite artists and songs. And as a joke I said "Bruh, we have to marry now" and she replied with "I'm totally keen". And with that she stole my heart. We have been talking for like a month and then I finally asked her if we could be more than friends (Keep in mind we chat a lot, video call a lot and call normally A LOT.
She has really took my heart and put color back into it. She picked up all the broken pieces and glues it back together with pure love and affection. It's even better than before!
The only problem is she lives on the other side of South Africa. So we can't see each other really. But we have agreed to save up all our money to buy plane tickets for me to visit her. (I'm kind of nervous seen as this is my first time really meeting up with a girl). We are planning on buying the tickets for me to visit somewhere in the December holidays.
We have even went as far as to name our kids, name our pets and we agreed on where we are going to buy a house together. She is really one of a kind, it's crazy. We are currently planning on getting married at the fresh age of 21. She is older than me, but only by a year.
I had to tell this to someone... so sorry if this story came out as boring or uninteresting haha.
5.How to lose a douche bag in 5 years
I fell in love on my first day at university. Having been raised on rom-coms and fairy tales, when I saw him standing across the room, I expected us to have a happy ending.
He had a girlfriend, and I backed down. I would never destroy a relationship. But our relationship grew. He told me about his hopes and dreams. I already knew how I felt, but now I saw him falling for me too.
And then he cut me off, completely. And it was over a year until I interacted with him again. I was so angry. I couldn't say anything, because how do you explain love to someone who's in love with someone else?
And he was angry, too. I couldn't understand why. He never explained it. He was a douche bag in general, to other people. But he was different with me. We were so alike. So in sync. We would've made the perfect storm.
He and his girlfriend broke up. And he became a nightmare. I couldn't be anywhere near him because he would lash out and my heart would break over and over. So I cut him off, and he cut me off.
And then a year later, he drew me back in. And we grew closer. He made me laugh. Every interaction with him made me feel happier and lighter. We started flirting, discussing the future, avoiding everything to do with us.
I found out that he liked me. I tried to get it out of him, he refused to admit to anything. Was I happy, he wanted to know. With the way life was going?
He became closer and closer to me. I was in love. I thought he was in love with me, too.
We graduated. I still remember the way he looked at me all through the ceremony. "Why is he staring at you?" My friends asked "He hasn't looked away from the start." We took photos, the first time in all those years. I thought we'd have time to take more.
It's been 2 and a half years since we spoke properly... Two and a half years since I saw him, and watched him walk away from me.
I regret not telling him. I now know he didn't feel the same, but I still regret not telling him. Maybe I could've avoided the heartbreak I still feel over not being enough for him to love openly and completely.
M.S, I hope you've found everything you were looking for. I'm sorry it wasn't me.
6. How I met the love of my life
It all started in during March Break of 2018. We are both members of OF AH (Ontario federation of anglers and hunters) and they had a conference during that time. That's where I met him. He was in grade 8, I was in grade 9 and neither of us liked each other (having only met for 1 weekend). A met 2 other friends there and we made a group chat to keep in touch. Robert however, went off the grid for a year and a half and we stopped talking. The summer of 2019 is one I'll never forget. I was a camp counselor at the OF AH summer camp when I first saw him. He was taller, and really cute. I recognized his name right away and I knew we had a connection. Since both of us were counselors, we hung out a lot. Our friend group said it was obvious we liked each other, but only being 15 we were oblivious. After camp, we started talking every single day, until one day we decided to start dating. We live 4 hours away from each other, but we've been strong so far. It's been the best 6 months of my life, and I've fallen for a species of man I didn't know still existed.
7.Love at First Sight
I always believed in love at first sight; not just because of the movies we watched as kids, but also because it’s how my parents met. It was something I thought might happen when I was older, maybe just out of college. Well, it was my first day of middle school in art class when I experienced love at first sight with a certain boy. I remember looking down the line of my peers, when I saw this cute boy and time seemed to slow down. As the teacher assigned us our seats, I hoped I could be near this kid. As luck would have it, his name was called and then mine. I walked towards the table and as I nervously pulled out the chair next to his, he asked if I had a boyfriend. We’ve survived middle school, high school, basic training, college and the beginning of our careers together. We’ll be married three years come July.
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