Fear Of Falling Love Novels & Stories

If it stops, for even a moment- It can't. It won't. It mustn't. My entire focus on her, my fear of losing her the moment I blink engraved in my soul, as my knee taps, jerks against the floor, my hands in hers, the feel of her warm skin, an evidence of blood still coursing through her veins, grounding me. I can't do this, I don't do this. Falling in love. I'm Levi Vale. Falling in love is, and has always been, out of the cards for me.

she said trying to convince me of Ethan's feelings. “I really wish it was true, because I already seem to have fallen for me despite knowing this could end in my heart being broken” I confessed “I know you love him. My darling, love is a risk because you don't know if it will ever be reciprocated or whether the person you love may turn out to be your worst nightmare. However that shouldn't deter you from experiencing the exhilarating feelings of love. You see, the fear of loving may just be the one thing holding you back from the ending possibilities of love.” She paused and took a deep breath.

When we fall in love, when we find what we cherish the most, the fear of losing that preciousness becomes an inseparable part of our hearts. In relationships, the fear of loss is like a thread of tension that keeps us vigilant. As we give ourselves to someone, our lives intertwine and become a delicate fabric vulnerable to tears. The fear of losing that special connection reminds us of the importance of nurturing and protecting the love we share. It is a constant reminder that the happiness we've found can be fleeting, and it is our responsibility to care for it tenderly.

I watched her closely if I could detect what she was thinking from her facial expression, but no such luck. “So, I am not diminishing the fact that your mom really appeared to you, but what I think is that we sometimes project what we fear. Maybe your fears became too loud and came in the form of your mother. Does that make sense?” “It does actually. But, I don't know why I am still apprehensive.” I rubbed my forehead wearily. All these worry was taking a toll on me. This was why they said do not fall in love. It causes more heartache than anything in the world. Take it from me.

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Geez, he introduced himself as her boyfriend, how will he introduced himself as her boyfriend to Amara itself? Alex blinked his eyes while his face was blanket with a layer of sweat beads. He was falling in the pools of fear. "Gosh, why do I feel so scared. Why can't I take a step ahead. I am just few metres away from Amara. I waited for this moment since the very morning! Then why can't I accumulate my courage and go to see her, damn it? Why do I feel so dammed, where is that bold funky Alex that I was before!" Alex rubbed his cheek, they were feeling hot to himself.

four words nearly had my knees buckling over the weight of them, "I love you so deeply, it scares me, because how can I possibly fall in love with someone so quickly. I love you. I love you and sometimes it feels like I can't breathe because of it. Sometimes it feels like it consumes me and leaves nothing behind for anyone else. It's a jealous kind of love. A love that wars are started over. A love that I don't think I can survive. I've been falling, Victor, and now it feels like the ground is close and my parachute refuses to open and I'm going to splatter to my doom." Every word injected a little drop of euphoria into my veins. A dopamine hit, that was what this was. Her confession was a d

But I stayed there. Under the moonlight, staring directly into Cadmus' perfect eyes, I could barely breathe. Ah. So this is love. An uncontrollable feeling of falling. The fear of not knowing when you'll fall to the ground with all your broken bones. Ah. I guess I'm doomed. I'm in love.

’’ Sissy asked, making me think of somebody certain. ‘’ We don't like to share many things. That doesn't mean we love them right?’’ I asked in response knowing I will get her point. ‘’ but I don't like to share the things we love. And you never know when you fall in love. Is the fear of losing them to someone else? Someone coming between you two. But you will never understand as you never fell in love. But I will ask you all this when the time will come on you.’’ She said seriously this time.

I'm almost on the verge to cry, but I don't want to think I'm already that miserable. I've never felt this kind of emotion before. Is it love? I shudder with fear; not the fear of finally being in love, but rather of the person I'm supposedly falling hard for. It's like a forbidden kind of love, and it kills me softly just thinking of what to expect along the way.