Loving You Too Much Novels & Stories

Because really, I don't want this love to turn into hate. If you can't love me, then stop torturing my feelings. Because really, I want to remember all the sweet things between us, even if it's just a matter of fingers. If you can't love me, then let me forget you.

"I fall in love too much. Too easily. Just like that. You're the one, flipping fingers through a copy of some Shakespeare drama or under the shiny moon who covers my coffee the day I felt lonely. ... The most charming guy in the world who talks about friendship and love in the free time as I nod along. I fall in love with what they might be. Could be.... The kind that slips his hand into my fingers or calls me by my last name. Who's stricken every time I walk into the room. Astonished. I fall in love like this.... With strangers and possibilities. With abandon, stupidity. With hope. I fall in love too much. Too easily. But maybe you do, too. Maybe we all do...please betray that cruel destiny

“I love you too, Dalian.” Love should be given a limit. It shouldn't be given a depth. It should only grow and grow and grow.

"If you knew, if you truly loved me, you wouldn't–" "I love you! I love you so much it's driving me crazy! I love you too much I don't know what to do right now! Avery, I love you but I can't throw away the fact that your father murdered my father in cold blood because of a stupid contract! He killed my Father! He took him from me!"

he added quietly. And then— “I love you too, baby.” His words wrapped around me like a blanket on the coldest day, washing over the ache in my chest. For the first time in what felt like forever, my racing heartbeat slowed, and I let myself believe, even just for a moment, that maybe we could still be okay.

"This is too much." "What's too much?" "All of this. The room. The house. The money. The love." "Why is love too much?" "Because I don't know how to handle it." "What do you mean?" "I mean everyone who says they love me ends up hurting me." "We won't hurt you." "How do I know that?" "You don't. But Jane, love always requires trust." "What if I can't trust anyone anymore?" "Then you take as much time as you need."

The pain was indescribable—no emotion could capture it. “S-sir, here’s your drink,” Maya said softly. “Lock the door,” I ordered. She nodded and left. She closed the door and locked it. I started drinking, tasting my own tears with every sip. “Damn it… maybe I’m just too hard to love. Maybe this is karma because I hurt her,” I muttered while drinking. “I-I’m not that bad, am I? Why can’t she forgive me?” I sobbed. “Why does it feel like loving too much is a sin? Why does it feel like I’m not worth loving?” I cried harder.

“Because I don’t think I can take it if you forget me for too long.” My chest tightened like someone twisted a rope around it. He leaned closer, not invading, just enough for me to feel the warmth of him. “I love you too much, he whispered, and the words hit like a punch straight in my gut, not painful but dangerously soft. Too soft. Too real. “I love you more than I know how to say. And it’s killing me to sit here and watch you look at me like I’m nothing to you.” Something inside me flinched.

My stomach dropped in a way that was sickening and I felt the intense urge to vomit. It was love was a crime I’d overcommitted. It was like giving a damn was weakness. Because why would this be happening to me. I blinked back the sting of tears and refused to let him see me fall apart. My chest heaved in despair, my throat tightened with tears and my rage exploded inside of me. “Oh, I’m too much?” I laughed bitterly as I took a slow step forward. “Too much for what? For you to respect? For you to stay loyal to me? Is that what id fucking too much?”

Ive always loved you. I couldnt contain the tears that welled up in my eyes. **I love you too,** I whispered, and before I could say anything more, he kissed me—tenderly, passionately, with a love that felt all-encompassing. The world around us seemed to fade away, and for the first time in a long while, I felt like I was exactly where I was meant to be.