Novel & Cerita One Sided Love

She turned to me, and cleared her throat. “What?” “It’s… it’s actually not my place to say, but… what you’re doing is not healthy.” I said, and she furrowed her brows in confusion. “What I’m doing? What am I doing?” “You should say it if you like someone you ought not to like. That way, they can tell you how they feel, and you can move on quickly. A one-sided love is not… it’s not good.” I said, and she went as red as apples.

"Shhh, none of that. I was wrong too; I should have said something back instead of leaving the way I did." "No. I don't want you to say you love me back; I don't want you to fake that." I said, and he nodded in understanding. We both knew that he might never say those words. It was okay—that's what I say to myself—but no, it wasn't. I knew I was doomed. The moment I agreed to let him fake his love, I was falling deeper because he was so damn good at that, and it scared me. Sometimes I pick up changes in him, those tiny changes, and I hold onto them, letting myself forget that he was too good an actor. I was desperate. Desperate for his touch, to be loved, and for everything that he couldn't

She said as if she had been wronged, "How am I inferior to Vanessa?" "Just by saying that, you are already inferior to her." After her stern scolding, Faye softened her tone again. "Yvette, listen carefully. Love is a two-sided thing. A one-sided love is pointless. Also, it's not about who is better. When you love or don't love someone, you don't need a reason. Take Kevin for example. At that time, he was such a perfect man. A lot of women were dying to marry him, but I have never had any interest in him." "There's only Auntie Karen in Uncle Kevin's eyes. Even if you liked him, there's no way you could win his heart.

His voice tickling my skin delicately down the back of the shirt I have on. “I don’t hate you. I love you. I just feel like it’s all one-sided, Sophs.” That revelation wounds me deep inside and I pull myself back, so I can push my nose against his. Tears trickling down my cheeks as I find his eyes in the dim light.

They both could hear the swoosh of the wind, the way how leaves moved by its force, and the chirping of the bird, which had been lightened by the morning sun. “You’re—” “That’s the truth. Not just because we had sex or I let you have me—that I want you fucking me means to say that I love you, Helios. That’s not how it works. Love is different from want. I want you, but I do not love you. And love can’t be one-sided. Again, marriage is sacred. Thank you so much for saving me, even though I know that I was sold to you rather than to your father. But the thing you’ve done to me will not affect my emotions, my heart towards yours.”

He stepped closer, his knee pressing against the edge of the bed, and lowered himself onto one knee. He lifted his face, tears smeared across it. "I love you. I've held those words in for five years." "If what I gave you before was one percent, now I want to give you all of it." He knelt at my bedside, knee to the floor, exactly the way I'd knelt in front of him five years ago. I laughed. Fate has a sense of humor. Five years ago I knelt and begged him to marry me, and he refused.

"One-Sided Love was also called Unrequited Love. Per se that someone you had been liking since you are a child or someone that has been bugging into your mind every day and you can't help the butterflies in your stomach to go wild, that's when you knew that it was an unrequited love. When you confessed and that person didn't even have the same feeling as you, uh, it hurts," Justin held his chest as the students laughed out loud at his joke. He also joined them as he scribbled down something on the blackboard and underlined it.

it was a comment from his heart to know if she was ready to defend herself, but she had passed all these milestones of being alone in the one-sided love. She locked her gaze on his, gifting him a thin smile of warmth. “Do you know how it feels to be alone, standing on the ground, holding that one-sided love into your hand and waiting for the person who never sees you?” Her eyes flickered, and for the first time, she didn’t stutter because she was clear in her thoughts and mind. “Have you ever felt how much it hurts when you see the person you are in love with will never look at you the way you did?”

“What?” “You left before they could leave you.” “That’s not why… It’s not like I…” I go still. Because she’s not wrong. I swallow. Her voice softens. “Do you love them?” “Yes.” “All of them?” “Yes.” “No favorites?” I laugh, but it breaks halfway through. “No. They’re…very different. But they’re mine. Or they were.” “This isn’t an easy situation you put yourself in.” Another laugh. “No, it is not.”

I unknowingly shared my burden. "It’s the same for everyone,” he said in slow pace. “One-sided love does exist. So if you are worry ‘bout those guys who’ll get hurt, that makes a happy relationship impossible. Just know that if you have received the same feelings from the guy you like, then you should cherish it. Don’t make someone’s agony go in vain. The longer you hesitated, the longer they’ll wait. The longer they’ll wait, the longer they feel pain. So you must end their hopes as soon as possible."