Love Is An Illusion Novels & Stories

He pulled her closer and kissed her forehead. "They look happy," I murmured, turning back to Leonard. He kept looking at them for a few seconds. "Do you believe love is just an illusion?" he asked quietly. I arched my brow slightly. "No. Do you?" "Yes." His answer came so easily that I looked at him. "Why?" He didn't look away from the couple. "Because it's conditional," he said. "People love what someone gives them, or the way that person makes them feel. When that changes, so does the love."

A bond that strengthened through trials and tribulations. A love that laughed at impossibilities. Uthando's laughter echoed, a promise of a brighter tomorrow. Their illicit love story became a legend. A testament to love's transformative power. A reminder that true love conquers all. *Love is love, even if it is illicit Like light remains light, even in the darkness* - - - THE END “Dear beloved readers,

For the rest of my life, I will only love you. He lifted a bakery box. "Look, I bought your favorite chocolate cake. Come home with me. I promise I'll spoil you rotten and make you the happiest woman in Ironuton. Trust me. This time, I'll do it right." He extended his hand, his expression dripping with absolute devotion, but I took a step backward, clutching my trophy. "Sir, you are mistaken," I said with a polite, distant smile. "I am not your wife; I'm just a painter who has just taken home the New Rising Talent Award."

To try to return to that would be to choose illusion over truth, and I could never do that again. “I loved a man who did not exist,” I said simply. “And you loved a woman who did not know the whole truth. That relationship was never real. It was beautiful in its way, but it was like a painting—lovely to look at, but not something you can live in. It cannot be brought back, and I do not want it to be.”

Make their wedding almost close to perfect. "Love is indeed unique. At the moment I think, that love is only an illusion that hurts. In fact, the love that I feel this time it feels so warm and thrilling. Until it feels like I'm dreaming. But when I hold your hand and funnel the warmth in between us, I'm increasingly aware... if love is indeed as beautiful as this. I was lucky in the end to be your husband, Fel," said Glen as he and his wife would sleep.

“This so called ‘illusion of love’ I have for you… Ms Wang Yi-An, felt just as real and soft as this touch. Love might be an illusion, An-An. But right now I can tell you. These feelings I have right now are real. I can only pray that one day, you’ll give me the chance to prove it.” They stared deep into each others eyes. In a place where no one is around them, in a place where no one else but just the two of them, they stood there with Yang Tian-Xu leaning in closer to her body. No one had ever told Wang Yi-An what love really means in life. She always felt that, ‘Perhaps love was just an illusion.’ Hence, when Yang Tian-Xu said all those words to her. Those words he said, had strike a nerv

my poem reads thus. ....... A LOVE POEM BY FETTY... I use to think love was an illusion and an overrated feeling of hopelessness I had this notion of how much of a hyped feeling this abstract thing was Infact, I downgraded this magical feeling and made it a foot mat Until I fell.... Falling completely in love with you made me realize every possible assumption of love is a reality And this magical feeling is taking me round the world in an instant You are the abstract fabric that kneads every bit of my heart and make melodious symphonies out of my heartbeat

Though there is no white that is not black and there is no black without white. We are too busy to follow the stigma, forget ourselves, wear masks to be accepted and deny all our feelings and in the end we forget ourselves and be shackled in pseudo happiness. Even though we will be happy if we can be ourselves and accept who we are. Love is very mysterious and difficult to understand. It came and went arbitrarily without our permission. Love turns us into dolls that are controlled arbitrarily. We cry and laugh because of it and sometimes we change into others just because of love.

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If he is to take a wife now, it would result in no good, it will only bring misery not only to him but to his wife and child. His friends who turned out to have a bad marriage said that love did not really exist. That it was only an imagination, an illusion. They said that it only felt good in the beginning, and that can be mistaken with love. But once get married and live in one roof, it would be a different story.