Incurable Romantic Meaning Novels & Stories

She tried to hide her tears, but they fell uncontrollably as she was walking farther and farther away from him. Damien was etched into every corner of her heart and soul. His absence would leave an unfillable void inside her. This unrequited love was going to destroy her. Even though he loved her, they could never be together. Someone had once said that unrequited love is like a dead and useless organ. It does not perform any function but kills the body and soul bit by bit. It’s more hazardous than a disease. One can cure a disease but a defective soul can't be fixed.

“I also know the underlying risks, but Matthew has been playing around for so many years. It’s the first time he’s met someone who could capture his heart. Old Master, do you really have the heart to allow your grandson to feel sad?” Francis laughed. “In the eyes of a love-struck person, love can overcome everything. It’s the same thing for Henry and me. Even if we know that Molly has passed away, we are still willing to wait a lifetime for her. We would never turn back even if we hit a dead end. Do you want Matthew to be lonely for the rest of his life? Do you want him to turn out like me?” He could see that even though Matthew was a tramp, he was a man who would stay loyal to his lover.

Maybe her brother was not like she thought of him to be. "It hurts appi it hurts a lot." She paused inhaling a deep breath to pull herself together before she speaks again. "It hurts me to see him unaffected. I know it's my fault that I fell for him but I never did it deliberately. It just happened. It was never in my plan to fall for him, my heart just did and now I don't know how to undo it. It's not healthy. I know it's not but I can't do anything. My love for him has turned into a deadly disease which I think is destroying me as the days are passing by."

(29). Sorry, I’m An Anti-Romantic . By Authoress Kamara . Chapter 29: Delusional . Miles was sprinting down the street, avoiding the sidewalk because it was too crowded, and dodging cars as they came his way. Aiden needed him, he told himself. Aiden was a damsel in distress in need of saving, and Miles was his knight. He would make him happy again, like he always did. He skidded around the corner toward the deeper suburbs where he knew