Setting the mood:
“The old dreams were good dreams; they didn’t work out, but I’m glad I had them. —Robert James Waller, The Bridges of Madison County.
“Love means Not Ever Having To Say You’re Sorry.” –Erich Segal, Love Story
“‘Now would you do me a favor?’ From somewhere inside me came this devastating assault to make me cry. Bu I withstood. I would not cry. I would merely indicate to Jennifer – by the affirmative nodding of my head – that I would be happy to do her any favor whatsoever.
‘Would you please hold me very tight,’ she asked.
I put my hand on her forearm – Christ, so thin – and gave it a little squeeze. ‘No Oliver,’ she said, ‘Really hold me. Next to me.’ I was very, very careful, of the tubes and things – as I got onto the bed with her and put my arms around her.
Those were her last worlds. ” –Erich Segal, Love Story
“Do you love me?’ I asked her. She smiled. ‘Yes’ ‘Do you want me to be happy?’ as I asked her this I felt my heart beginning to race. ‘Of course I do.’ ‘Will you do something for me then?’ She looked away sadness crossing her features. ‘I don’t know if I can anymore.’ she said. ‘but if you could, would you?’ I cannot adequately describe the intensity of what I was feeling at that moment. ‘Love, anger, sadness, hope, and fear, whirling together sharpened by the nervousness I was feeling. Jamie looked at me curiously and my breaths became shallower. Suddenly I knew that I’d never felt as strongly for another person as I did at that moment. As I returned her gaze, this simple realization made me wish for the millionth time that I could make all this go away. Had it been possible, I would have traded my life for hers. I wanted to tell her my thoughts, but the sound of her voice suddenly silenced the emotions inside me. ‘yes’ she finally said, her voice weak yet somehow still full of promise. ‘I would.’ Finally getting control of myself I skilled her again, then brought my hand to her face, gently running my fingers over her cheek, I marveled, at the softness of her skin, the gentleness I saw in her eyes. Even now, she was perfect. My throat began to tighten again. but as I said, I knew what i had to do. Since I had to accept that it was not within my power to cure her, what i wanted to do was give her something that she’d wanted. IT was what my heart had been telling me to do all along. Jamie, I understood then, had already given me the answer I’d been searching for, the answer my heart needed to find. She’d told me outside Mr. Jenkins office, the night we’d asked him about doing the play. I smiled softly, and she returned my affection with a slight squeeze of my hand, as if trusting me in what I was about to do. Encouraged, I leaned closer, and took a deep breath. When I exhaled, these were the words that flowed with my breath, ‘Will you marry me?'” -Nicholas Sparks, A Walk to Remember.
- Write about a relationship that is genuine and passionate but doesnt work out in the end, either because tragey strikes or because circumstances separate the characters and they cannot be together.
- Your partner has died in a sudden acident and you have to deliver the main eulogy. Detail your process of creating this eulogy while grieving.
- You are on your deathbead with your loved one by your bedside. They are attentively waiting for what may be your final words. Describe the scene, what you say, and the last precious moments of life.
- In what ways have you let go of love.
- Passion is the quickest to develop, and the quickest to face. Intimacy develops more slowly, and commitment more gradually still. – Robert Sterberg – (Inspiration for you to write)
- A kiss off: in person, in a text, in a fohone call, on Social media through a friend of a friend. (Definition of Kiss off: a rude or abrupt dismissal or rejection)
Ten Tragic Love stories that break your heart: https://thoughtcatalog.com/thought-catalog/2014/02/10-love-stories-that-will-break-your-heart/