Poem On Unconditional Love Novels & Stories

Completely silent. And for the first time in my life... she looked shaken. Truly shaken. “You hated me because Cassius loved me,” I whispered. “But do you know why I loved him so much?” My fingers tightened around Cassius's hand. “Because he looked at me like I mattered.” Moon Goddess. Saying those words out loud shattered something inside me completely. Because it was true. Painfully true. Before Cassius, before Kane and Selena, before Everett and Camellia, I genuinely did not know what unconditional love felt like. Everything I ever received growing up came with conditions. Silence. Perfection. Obedience. Smallness.

Arlan gently told her. Her eyes blurred with unshed tears – never minding the mockery painted on the faces of other people inside the room – as she started writing the words that unveil the poetry given. She let out a slight and grateful smile as she read by her mind the words she had written on that piece of paper. ‘Love is beyond ETERNITY.’

He smiled thoughtfully. "But I already love you." "But I'm talking about a woman." "You are a woman. Besides, there are different kinds of love that fill the heart, unconditional love that can generate between siblings through protection… being useful to someone and having the ability to be more than a robot controlled by dad has already filled my heart. There was never any room for other types of love. I like this type of love without demands and without having to dedicate myself so much, just to care for and protect when necessary, but lately I have failed, let you down, and now I don't know what happened, and it's killing me to the soul."

He whimpers quietly, feeling the hurt radiating off of his lover and hitting him in waves. "You had to wait until I was nearly killed before you knew you loved me, Danny, that is not loving. Love isn't conditional, love is unconditional, Danny!" Dylon stares at him, dumbfounded and Levon continues in a weak and weary voice, "Love doesn't want to hurt you, Danny, it is never selfish and it doesn't abandon you, it doesn't push you away, it draws you closer, love heals, Danny, it doesn't inflict harm, love does not hate, love is pure, it's perfect, it has no fault, Danny, none!" Levon meets his eyes for the first time, and Dylon can see tears shining in them.

I will be your unwavering ally in the shadows, the person you can always turn to, no matter the challenges we face. I pledge to listen with an open heart, to understand your dreams and fears, and to stand by your side as we navigate this world together. Our love is our anchor, and with it, we can weather any storm. I vow to keep the flames of passion alive, to love you fiercely and tenderly, to cherish our intimacy, and to nurture the deep connection we share. Gin, with you, I have found my imani, my best friend, and an unconditional love. I promise to love you, to laugh with you in times of joy, and to hold you close in times of sorrow.

She wondered if any of them were still out there, living stories she hadn’t finished. Raegan pulled out her phone and opened her Notes app. The cursor blinked at her, patient and expectant. For a moment, she hesitated, fingers hovering. Then she typed: This is not love, not the kind I dreamed of. This is staying quiet to keep someone from leaving. This is setting myself on fire just to light the way for them. She stopped, heart racing. Her throat tightened. It wasn’t much. It wasn’t polished or gentle or safe. But it was hers.

This time Persephone’s voice surprised me as it was now softer, that it almost sounded like a whisper. “Because, true love is unconditional love, where you just love that person without asking for anything in return,” DK explains, “That’s why unrequited love is also beautiful, despite the pain that it leaves behind.” I begin to understand DK. Begin to understand his feelings more. I wanted to hug him, wanted to let him know how sorry I was for being impatient. Wanted to let him know that even if I can’t return the love he freely gave me, I will always be there for him.

I said gently, stepping closer. She looked up at me, her eyes glassy but filled with something I hadn’t seen in years—hope. “Hades, this is… this is too much. They’ve done so much. That girl…” Her voice broke, and she shook her head. “That girl and her father—what kind of people just give so much without expecting anything in return?” I didn’t have an answer. “Good people,” I said simply. “People we’re not used to.” Her lips trembled as she sank onto the couch. “Do you think it’s okay for us to stay here? Do we deserve this?”

I mockingly said as he put the bracelet to me. "Tch. You love to call me names, ha? I should have mind my own business and should not come here to comfort some pitiful woman in her twenties. Tch." he said, continuously clucking his tongue at me. I laughed and walked ahead of him but turned back to looked at him with a smile on my face. "Thank you. For making heart feel so at ease. Thank you." I said and walked away. Agape. Highest form of love. An unconditional, pure and selfless love. Austin, if this is the kind of love that you have been looking and waiting for, I would be happy to do anything just to give it to you.

my poem reads thus. ....... A LOVE POEM BY FETTY... I use to think love was an illusion and an overrated feeling of hopelessness I had this notion of how much of a hyped feeling this abstract thing was Infact, I downgraded this magical feeling and made it a foot mat Until I fell.... Falling completely in love with you made me realize every possible assumption of love is a reality And this magical feeling is taking me round the world in an instant You are the abstract fabric that kneads every bit of my heart and make melodious symphonies out of my heartbeat