Novel & Cerita Love Is But An Illusion

The kind that cracked through even the strongest walls. But I couldn’t let myself fall. “Travian, please... I can’t believe in this,” I whispered, voice barely audible. “Not again.” His fingers tightened slightly on my cheek. “Why not?” “Because all we feel is lust. A desperate desire to be wanted. It’s not love. It’s an illusion... and I won’t live in illusions anymore.” I pulled away, retreating into myself. I had believed before. In empty words. In half-promises that were never meant to last. I had walked through fire just to be seen—and I had the scars to prove it.

She looks so fragile in that moment. So this is what he likes? My eyes snap to hers. The look in her eyes says otherwise. Love? “I’m not sure you’re capable of that, Sharon,” I say. “You only know how to love yourself.” Silence settles between us. Cold. Final. “We’re over,” I say, pulling the ring off my finger and throwing it at him. I pick up my purse. My luggage. And walk toward the door. “You’re unlovable, Anastasia,” Tristian says behind me. “Men don’t like women like you.”

When Your spell ended, it was a bell to my darkness that swept me off like a mist extinguishing my shell. Yeah, do tell them all your lies. Just say I was a dust particle in your life. I know I was your monotony But you were a road that ended with my illusion of love. My love for you had turned a Darker baby. Loving you was an illusion, in my desperation, I compromised. I gifted you my heart Not for you to craft Whatever you want I will always be your part And Baby, you turned me into art. Loving you was like an illusion.

I say honestly. "Hate you? I could never hate you. Tell me what's bothering you Marie." "Well. I don't want to think like this. I really don't. But recently I've been thinking that in reality you only truly fall in love with one person in your entire life and the rest of your lovers are just an illusion of love you have in your mind. You think you love them but you really don't. You care for them and love the idea of them or love them as a person but aren't

I am currently in a luxurious hotel room owned by me. But all I could feel was the desperate longing. But I don't know what the longing is for. Maybe for the family. Maybe for friendship. Maybe for love. I smiled. Love? That is a word that shouldn't be in my life. It was never there and I didn't and don't want to expect now either. I believe love is just an illusion. It changes for every person every minute. Love is untrustworthy. Yet everyone wants to feel that illusion and live in it.

I stood up running to grab his collar and he held my hands mid-way. “He said to put a leash on you, shall I do that?” He ironically chuckled hiding his rage, “don’t expect explanations from me, do not expect anything from me at all.” He jerked my hands away, “if one needed love to live, I would’ve died already.” He moved back, “I’ll say it once so listen carefully, there is no such thing called love, the illusion of hope that wants you to keep looking for a better world makes you blind when all that exists is loneliness.”

’ The Beta voice drops an octane as he pushes the correct sheet of preliminary examination towards me. Well, you can’t have everything in the world I suppose—happiness is just an illusion and so is love. She is what she is and I must admire her for it. It’s like the total acceptance thing. Anyways, the world might be more beautiful without presence and intrusions; but then, who would appreciate it? We need creatures to keep going.

“Because I felt guilty. I couldn’t bear the smiles and happiness when I knew deep down what I was doing was wrong.” “No.. you can stop lying to me, and importantly to yourself. You ran away because you have fallen in love with him and uncharted waters like that scare you, so you can away.” “Love is an illusion.” “Is what you keep saying, but I see it, we see it, I don’t know if your man sees it.” I shake my head vigorously. “Love doesn’t exist. And I know when to draw the line between reality and what’s in my head.

"Infatuation? Alexander, you can't deny the connection we shared, the moments we spent together. There was something more than fleeting infatuation. I loved you, I still love you. " He shook his head, his voice laced with bitterness. "Love is just an illusion, Emma. It's a construct we create to deceive ourselves. You fell for an idealized version of me, for an idea of love that doesn't exist." His words struck me like a physical blow. The man I had believed in, the one who had captured my heart, was now dismantling all my hopes and dreams. "How can you say that, Alexander? How can you deny the power of love, the depth of emotions that bind us together?"

She said, "But it is only an illusion and it is not without consequence. True love can see through any illusion, as can true mates, as they see each other with the eyes of their mind." The witch said and the woman frowned, while her daughter who had been hiding behind her peeked at the witch, but couldn't understand a word of what the woman spoke. "What do you mean?”