For My Abandoned Love Novels & Stories

“But I need you to answer one honest question. Regis, do you still love me?” In the end, after going around in circles, here I was again. Asking the question. In a deep, hollow fissure between my high pride and my crude position as the man she abandoned. I held her hand. In this room where there was no one aside from us, the dust danced, and the breeze blew, I spoke. “I loved you, Jasmine. But I can’t love you anymore.” Deep feelings I abandoned a long time ago. Inherently, I can’t bring it back after knowing that someone filled the void in my heart.

Half an hour later and Sarah stood in front of Montreal Fittings, trying to fight back tears that threatened to pour down her eyes. She put out her hand and hailed a cab. In the cab, she let out a choked sob followed by a string of expletives. Who the hell was Handel that she had to cry over him so much? He was nothing to her now anyways. He and his fiancée could go and have whatever wedding and fancy honey moon and whatever. He was her past now and she had to put the past behind her.

Today, the weight of my loneliness and despair finally crushed me, and I dropped to my knees, tears falling down onto the cold, unforgiving pavement, the rain pouring down on me like a wave that keeps me under with no air left. "Mother, you failed me," I choked out between sobs, my voice filled with anguish. "You left me with no one to love, no one to love me. You abandoned me, Mother. Why? Why did you have to leave me?" My voice trembled with the pain of abandonment. "My voice is silent, and yours is the only one I keep hearing, repeating 'I love you.'"

She screamed on top of her lungs, much that the other prisoners in the other ward across hers began to look at her with quizzing eyes. "You know how I hate being abandoned. You know how I hate the feeling. I never agreed to fall in love before because if it. I hated love. My thoughts were always pretty much the same. what if you left me, what if we got separated by death early in life . I'm so used to the feelings of being abandoned, don't fucking tell me that you're doing so. Don't tell me this divorce papers are real. I trust you, please"

I held her even tighter but then I had to relax a bit so that I would not make her snap like a twig in My arms by using all of my strength as I slowly stroke her hair and they began to hum in her ears and while that seems to calm her down a little bit she was still very unloved and shaking morning that I was going to abandon her just like how her parents abandoned her and my heart broke more and more into tiny little pieces as if it was being I'm attack with a hammer "Calista, this is not me abandoning you." I said other defensively "I'm doing this for both of us, can't you say you deserve to be married to a man that you love somebody that you will be happy to raise children with and I can't

I didn't want him to leave; I wanted to turn around and beg him to stay, but I was powerless to do anything. ‘I have to let him go for his happiness.’ As I murmured, my lips quivered. I turned around, quickly shut the window, and slumped to the floor after a few seconds when I didn't feel his presence. I broke out in a fit of hysteria, sobbing aloud and fisting the curtains. "He abandoned me, he walked away, leaving me alone. His love for me was a mistake; it wasn't love, it was just an attraction." I howled my pain out.

Now I'm drowning in sorrow, lost in despair, A shattered dream, love's unfair affair. Oh, the tears keep falling, like rain from the sky, I'm just a wounded soul, asking God why? How could he make love to another, so carelessly? My heart bleeds in silence, a love that'll never be. 🎵🎵🎵🎵🎵 ♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫ Every moment replayed, like a haunting song,

She began to play a medley of different songs it started out with the violin being played first “I set on a narrow way many years ago…hoping I would find true love along the broken road….but I got lost a time or two…what my brow kept pushing through…I couldn’t see how every sign pointed straight to you….Marry me…today and every day….marry me…if I ever get the nerve to say hello in this cafe say you will….ooohh…cause God bless the broken road that led me straight to you…heart beat fast…colors and promises…how to be brave…how can I love when I’m afraid to…fall…watching you stand alone…all of my doubt suddenly goes away somehow….my head’s underwater, but I’m breathing fine…you’re crazy and I’m

I couldn't stand in their way, knowing firsthand the pain of unrequited love. I forced a smile. He didn’t return it and kept looking down at me with his eyebrows furrowed. "I will be okay," I whispered, my voice wobbling as I tried to hold back the tears, but a few escaped anyway. "I have Jess," I reminded him. It was hurtful to know that that's all I had. Jess. But that’s true. I didn’t have anyone but her now. "I will move in with her. And then, I will find my own place," I assured him. I sniffled, trying to be strong. "And it’s not like we are never going to meet again. I will come to visit," I said with a fake smile, but my voice was shaky with emotions and tears were streaming down my f

And what I hear, breaks my heart. The girl who is working the counter, her name is Carmen, which I now know is the ex girlfriend of Jace. Is tell her friend, Skyler, that her and Jace have worked everything out and that he finally dropped the “uptight American girl”. I feel a single tear slide down my cheek as I turn and walk out of the café, I’ve never felt more humiliated about anything in my life. As soon as I’m far enough away from the café I let the tears really fall, because he never actually loved me and he must have just wanted to cross “American girl” off a list of things he wanted to accomplish.