To The Man I Loved Too Much Novels & Stories

" I frown through my tears because he knows I hate my second name and his slight chuckle lets me know he did it on purpose. "I love you more than the need I have to breathe. I love you so much I don't see a life for myself where you're not there. So... Will you make me the happiest man in the multiverse and be my wife?" I'm at a loss for words. I mean I knew the man loved me but I had no idea it ran that deep. Yes we have problems, a lot of them. But show me a couple that doesn't. Love should conquer all at the end of the day, shouldn't it?

Maybe that's how selfish, deaf, and blind you become when you give too much love to someone. "Too much love can kill." Maybe if you love someone, don't give too much. It should be just right, and make sure there's still love left for yourself. Because it's hard to recover from the depths of despair, so until your feelings aren't that deep, try to avoid them. It's also traumatizing. I now have a problem trusting people again; I'm afraid I'll get hurt again. I just want to protect my heart this time. I'm afraid that I'll get hurt again.

I just loved you too much Tagan and you know what it’s so hard to love you, it’s so hard to love you but I can’t help myself I still love you even though I’m so sick…. I didn’t stop crying that day so the nurses needed to inject me with sleeping peels to stop me… I’m in too much pain and it’s killing me so much Tagan…

And then I fell again, only even harder than the first time. And now… I’d fallen for him all over again. Only this time, there was no possible way for me to ever act on it. “Yes,” I finally said. “I loved a man once.” “What happened?” Anya tilted her head, a single red curl falling across her forehead with the motion. “It’s… complicated.” I picked at the piece of bread I’d brought with me. “I think he did love me, in his own way. And I loved him. But neither of us ever said it and it’s too late to do so now.”

Only that it was too late now; my dad was gone, I didn't wait, I had fallen for another man; A broken, murderer of a man. But a man all the same. ***

I'd genuinely expected that he'd offer me a condition and however impossible it seemed, I'd do anything to meet whatever it was he asked of me. But that wasn't the case, the man I loved more than life itself seemed to be done with me. And it broke me all over again, realizing that.q

Useless. Endless. Because the man I loved was alive. He was breathing. He was home. But he wasn’t *mine* anymore. And I didn’t know if he ever would be again.

I wouldn't humiliate myself further. I lowered my hand and continued to the front door. The marble floor echoed with each step, announcing my departure to walls that didn't care. At the threshold, I paused. The penthouse stretched before me—gleaming, perfect, and utterly soulless. Just like the man inside it. "I loved you," I whispered to the empty space, my voice breaking on the last word. "I loved you more than I loved myself, and that was my mistake." The words hung in the air, unanswered.

I'm tired too, and maybe it's time to free myself from the shackles of our yesterday that I made myself. Doubt that everything is just my love for you. I love you so much, Elroy. I love you more than myself. Goodbye, my love. I love you. ‘Til the end. - Your Infinity

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