Loving You Was The Most Exquisite Form Of Self Destruction 소설 & 이야기

That was too much to say about a woman you claim you once loved. Even if you don't have feelings for her again, suddenly your love for her disappeared, you still shouldn't say such horrible words. You are a murderer. Not by Killing another human being, which would have been better but because you murdered a woman's self esteem. You killed trust and love. You made it difficult for those who are yet to find love to see it as a scam. You did evil today beyond what you would be able to repair. And that was not enough, you destroyed Sara's coffee shop and demolished the house they live in. It was Camilla that crossed you, not the entire family. You made them destitute and homeless.

I knew what it was and I told myself it was love and I knew it wasn't. *You were the most interesting person I'd ever met and I spent three years making you smaller because something that interesting frightened me. That's not an apology. It's an explanation. I don't expect forgiveness. I'm not asking for it.* *I destroyed you. Or I tried to. And I destroyed myself in the process.* *I hope you're happy. I mean that with whatever sincerity I'm still capable of. I don't think I want you to be unhappy. I just wanted to control what your happiness looked like. I understand now that was never mine to control.*

"I never thought that a day will come when I will regret loving you. I thought I could love you endlessly and will never get tired of it." "And now loving you has become a curse for me. I am ashamed of myself that I loved a monster like you, that I thought you could change, that I thought you are also a human, that you also deserved to be loved , little did I know that this love of mine one day would become the reason for my own destruction." "Back then I would have given my life for your one smile and now look at the irony of the situation you stole every single of my smiles for the rest of my life..."

Emma paused to let the words sink in before continuing. “That decision caused so much pain—you, your daughter almost taking her own life, you shattered and drowning in tears. And him? Maybe he was happy for a time. Maybe for a few years. But in the end, his so-called great love turned into a bad love, full of betrayals, mistreatment, and infidelities—from both of them. What happened to that so-called love that destroyed you? It self-destructed. “Now, do you understand what I’m saying?”

A trick of the light, an illusion that made them underestimate her. She wasn’t. Her love was like mine. Raw. Obsessive. Consuming. People thought I had ruined her, and maybe I had. Maybe I had taken that softness and twisted it, left my fingerprints on her soul until she could never wash them away. But deep down, she had always been this way. The kind of girl who would rather destroy herself for love than walk away from it. And wasn’t that the most beautiful kind of devotion? The kind that consumed her, rotted her from the inside out, made her bleed for me?

"For your own sake. You're destroying yourself waiting for someone who doesn't exist anymore." She stared at him, this stranger who she thought was her soulmate, and realized he was right. She had been destroying herself. Every day, every stolen glance, every moment of false hope had been eating her alive. "I loved you so much," she whispered. "I still do." "I know." And for the first time since he'd woken up, he looked at her with something that might be kindness. "But loving someone who can't love you back will kill you slowly. I won't be responsible for that."

“Baby, I really can’t do without you. I know I am a mess. And this time, I have decided to really change. Just give me another chance.” “I have also made my decision. As much as I love you, the relationship is not working. It’s too toxic. I am done” With that, I left the room. I could feel him standing in the middle of the room, his hand hanging on both sides. He looked defeated, but I didn’t care at that moment. He had taken me through hell over and over. It was time I took the hard decision. I opened the main door leaving the dejected love of my life standing watching me go. Sometimes I wished he would have done something more. He would have tried hard to stop me from leaving. But sometime

Abby's POV: The love we have for someone can sometimes be an inspiration at the same time it can ruin us. The ability to love is an ability to get hurt. There are things in life that we often forgot to embrace which is why we suffer in pain and that...is self-love. I love Cloud so much that it blinded me from everything. I set aside myself and gave everything to him. The painful things that I thought I wouldn't experience on his hands, happened. It hurts that the person who became your inspiration since you were young was the reason of my downfall.

"The most painful and the saddest truth of my life was I love them both......" Yes, i love them both and I can't choose my life with either one of them. They have equal halves in my heart and I can't make my own choice. These thoughts killed me the whole night and I didn't had a little bit sleep that night.It was the most painful night that I ever had which passed with my tears.I fell asleep with my deep thoughts and painful eyes....

I went ahead and put the word 'love' out there on the world stage knowing exactly how they were going to spin it. I wasn't embarrassed. He swept his arm over the charred penthouse, the broken glass that reflected their shattered images. "This? This is a shame. This is you, in the dark, destroying what you love because you can't stand being out of control. That's what your father did. Not me."