Novel & Cerita Poems About Toxic Love

I cut my own thoughts and asked. “What about me?” She looked back. “You never loved me, either?” My words came out strong, but my heart was racing like a race car. I couldn’t hear a no to this. “No, that’s the problem right? I’ve loved you, and you’ve known it from the start. You’ve used it time and time again, against me, and you’ve used it all you could. You’re like a poison and the more that I love you, the worse it hurts and it's—it’s endless cause I can’t live with you and I can’t live without you. God, I wish I never loved you. Your love has fucking killed me, Achilles.”

I nodded, not saying anything as I let him speak and he started to pace. "We were both so messed up in our own heads, so busy trying to read between the lines, that we forgot how to just be there for each other. It got toxic, real toxic. And we couldn't break free, kept dragging each other down deeper into the mess. In the end, it was like a freaking tornado hit us. Everything torn apart, and nothing was left standing. We crashed and burned, hard. Now here I am, licking my wounds and swearing off love like it's my sworn enemy. Can't say I blame myself, though. That rollercoaster ride ain't one I'm keen on taking again anytime soon."

And I realized, too late, that ours was the kind of love that was designed to ruin everything it touched. Second Erotica.

Hinn Carlos smirked and walked away. My eyes were hot with tears and I felt the pain like a thorn in my heart as I thought back to the tears my mother had cried in the past when my father left, the way she had turned out, the alcohol she had consumed to take the pain away. I clenched my fist and the sound of her tears kept replaying in my head, the bottles she had broken out of anger and the words she had soliloquized in her sleep. Love is poison. Love is poison... I heard that repeatedly in my head, I tried to shake the thought away but It just can’t go away.

They probably did something stupid one day like kiss you or call your name in the most unique way or just smiled at you and suddenly, your life wasn't yours alone anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you up and leaves you crying at night, a simple phrase like 'we can't be, even if we tried' turns into the sharpest knife working it's way into your heart. It fucken hurts! Not just in the imagination, not just in the mind but deep deep into one's soul. A real get-inside-you-and-rips-your-heart-apart pain... It was poisonous.. Love is poison.

He fucked me senseless across the room, against the floor-to-ceiling window, city lights witnessing as he slammed in from behind, hand over my mouth to muffle screams; on the plush rug, animalistic and raw, nails raking his back; finally on his lap in an armchair, face to face, slow and deep, his scar brushing my cheek with each grind. "You're not leaving after the debt clears," he whispered during a rare pause, nipping my ear lobe, drawing a bead of blood he sucked away. "This is forever now, pet. My twisted little shadow." Toxic love coiled around us, dark and intoxicating, the party's distant laughter a mocking backdrop to our moans.

she joined her hands in front of him, showing her irksome. “I am thanking you once again for your help with my joined hands but do not expect me to fall for you because of your favours on me because this is toxic. Your love is extremely toxic to the extent that I feel like killing myself whenever I stay under your presence as it continuously makes me recall how venomous you and your love is for me,” she bursted out at him but he didn't utter a single word but just gazed at her.

Dark blood flowed endlessly as his wound from the previous night opened from his nails burrowing into his palm, but he seemed to be oblivious to this pain, instead his heart seemed to ache out of what felt like hatred and a flurry of conflicting feelings. Short Poem based on this chapter: Title: Tess’s unsaid words to Ruben; Words untold. “I loved hard, I spent a questionable period of my life fantasizing about our future together, even though it was blurry. I wish things turned out differently, Now I can only carry on with life remembering the taste of your lips mixed with a tinge of liquor. I can’t help but be intoxicated by the overwhelming love I feel within. But I can’t bring myself to

“What I feel for you is new to me and I fear that this will lead me to the point where I am destroying myself because of what I feel about you.” There were a lot of possible results of loving someone. Most of them were destroying themselves because of what they thought about the definition of their love. Some of them thought that sacrificing everything they have just to make their significant other happy. They don’t care if they got hurt or were put in a not-so-good situation but for the sake of their loved ones, they will do everything. Even sacrificing their lives just for the person they love. And I don’t want that kind of love. I find it toxic when two people who claim to love each other

“It wasn’t my intention, it was the moon goddess, okay? Just to make it clear! And it’s sickening.” Bitterly, I smiled. Is it a mistake to fall in love, for real, with your mate? I’m starting to think, mates are just comparable to show business. Mates are like love teams, leading ladies, or leading men. But in real life, mates are just rugs, and it is nothing compared to the real lover. What if it turns out I’m just an onscreen lover? Just the thought of it hurts my heart. Oh! My heart… but really, I'm still safe 'cause I'm not falling for him yet. Yet.