Poem About Toxic Relationship Novels & Stories

"Kia would never have fallen into the water. She loves life too much for that." "You don't know how desperate people can be," I cried. "I want to believe you that this is all a prank. Or a jealous attempt from Kia to stop us. But I know deep down that I am making the right choice. No matter how hard we try, our relationship could never work." "But I love you," his voice trembled. "Love alone can't fix everything, CJ. I want peace. Our relationship has been toxic from the beginning, and I won't let it consume me. We deserve better."

"All along, I was trying to run away from my reality. But, I've realized that it's nothing but a waste of time. I love her. I always have." Shade's eyes darkened, her face contorted with rage. "What about me?! What about the years I've spent by your side?! Was it all a lie?!" My vision turned hazy and I leaned against the wall to steady myself. "Let's face it, we were never in love with each other. Our relationship has been nothing but toxic." A tear crawled down her left cheek as she pinned an accusing gaze on me. "You bastard," she hissed. "You might not want to admit it, but it's true. You always want everything to happen in your own favor. You are too selfish to actually enjoy a relation

His face has always been my weakness, an innocent angelic face with his intoxicating muscular body, leaving me to savage my despair for his happiness. “What are you waiting for?” he said in a deep, coarse voice. Not only his voice contrasted his appearance, but his brutal and arrogant attitude. My beloved was toxic and obsessive. My perfect match, I thought. “Don’t you miss me already? Come closer “he moved,crawling stealthily on the bed towards me. I couldn’t feel the cold anymore , my moist body was heated in anticipation of being in his bed. Tightening his hands on my neck, making me beg for mercy, he pinned me against the wall, slowly undressing me and playing around with my body.

“ you know that I could be here on my knees for the next one hour until you tell me that you have forgiven me , I promise that I will never hurt you baby , please just don’t do this to me , I know that I might get the bitch but I must say that meeting you had started something that I never thought would ever happen in my entire life , that’s how much I love you , please Rissa give me a chance . Hearing him say all of that kind of made my heart soften and all that I could think of was giving this guy a second chance , I don’t know if I was making the wrong decision . But what could I do at this moment , there was absolutely nothing that I could do . I knew that regardless of how toxic it migh

I already had too much on my plate without adding him to the mix. “Look, I know you guys want to see me happy and for some reason you think I’ll find that happiness with Rowan, but you’re wrong. Our relationship was doomed from the moment we said ‘I do’ years ago. We are toxic for each other. I loved him and hated him at the same time while he only hated me. I tried transforming myself into something I’m not just so he would love me and that didn’t work. Even if I were to try now, it wouldn’t work. The love I had for him is buried under tons of pain, heartbreak, resentment and bitterness. So please I beg you, let’s just let this issue go okay?”

He knows that it will be really hard for him to make her back out from this marriage herself because she is a strong willed and determined girl and she determined to make their relationship work and live together as a husband and wife live happily ever after But he can not let that happen. They both are toxic for each other. At least he is for her. He still has not forgotten what he did with her and that almost cost her life. And toxic relationships are nothing good for anyone not for Shayari as well. He does not want to ruin her life with his presence and for that if he has to hurt her to the extent that she hates him that much that she will not even like to see his face he will do it. If h

Because how can you be right for someone else if you aren't even right for yourself in the first place? The fact that you are only able to offer your lover toxicity and the burden would be unfair to him or her. Instead of hoping that a person who truly loves you will never get tired of understanding you, consider the following: Why would you be in a relationship with someone who can only give you exhaustion?

I spoke the entire thing in a go while looking at Rudra. He nodded slightly, understanding my words. "But yes. The kind of love you have for her and the kind of relationship you have right now, it's toxic as fuck and no one deserves toxicity like that in their lives. Not Kiara and not even you. So trust me when I say that, if you guys do form a relationship, it's going to pull out the worst versions of you two," I confessed. Yes. I believed that. No matter how much Rudra loved KM or how much KM was eager to give him a chance for their wedding. They were toxic to each other. They were like each other's poison. A poison that would end by killing each other.

He looked at the man, who was staring at him with a lot of confusion in his eyes. He sighed. “And this is what makes it toxic!” His brows raised as he told Hades, grabbing his hips as he was sick of this sickness of Hades. “You mean it’s love?” He chuckled, cocking his brow. “No.” His answer was calm. “But they say love is toxic, no?” Waylen looked down as he did not feel it right to look into Hades’ eyes. They were giving him a sick view. Madness was dancing in his eyes which was bothering Waylon to keeping an eye-contact with Hades.

I replied, my voice trembling with emotion. Goosebumps pooped all over my body as both my mind and body went numb with my voice. The memories of the past—the time that I once thought was the happiest in life, the time that all of a sudden turned bad, a toxic relationship that I thought loved, and a person I thought loved me—were all nothing but a mirage that faded in front of my eyes, showing the reality and the lies that I had been trying to neglect for so long. Toxic relationships are like a puddle of quicksand that slowly digs you deeper, and the feeling that you think love is nothing but an obsession with a certain person, like a drug you want to avoid, get away from, but can’t stay away