Tragic Love Meaning Novels & Stories

"Resh, remember, don't be fooled! Mommy, I don't know your dream's meaning, but somehow Mommy feels bad! Mommy hopes that you can think with a cool head later! Don't be reckless! Remember, you already have a chosen mate!" After speaking at length to remind her, Athena walked away, leaving Aresh stunned by her mother's words. What's the connection between my dream and the soul mate that has been chosen for me? It makes no sense at all, Damaresh thought. On the other hand, precisely behind the wall, as a link between the terrace and the living room, there was a pair of eyes watching the two of them. He smiled slightly and shook his head at the argument between his son and wife. Aristama steppe

He holds her hands tightly and continues,”Only as a friend, I know that you have feelings for me, but I am not that lucky one to be with you, I am extremely sorry but I can't accept your proposal, I can die for you but I can't love you because that's not what I am made for, please understand me” His answer actually shook her which I could notice from her expressions and the mug fell from her hands to be scattered in pieces,”Blythe, are you fine ? , Blythe are you listening me ?” he asked in a worried voice, to which she replied trying to keep calm,”Fine, but can I know the reason why you can't love me, is it my mistake that I expected too much from you or is it mistake of destiny that I met

’ As if sensing her mind he spoke again, “Your pain may be gone once you try to forgive him..” She pulled away from his touch, “Why do you care, Ashton? Aren’t happy seeing me like this? Broken and hurt?” She asked looking into his eyes. “That’s because I love you, baby..” He blurted out with pondering much. “I never meant to hurt you.. I always want to see you smiling and happy..” She stared at him. She wanted to laugh at him for what he was saying. Was he even in his right mind for saying it?

“Romeo and Juliet” the English lecturer, Madam Lisa stands in front of the entire class and begins her explanation. “It’s a tragic love story by William Shakespeare. Romeo and Juliet were supposed to be sworn enemies but they fall in love…” Gina and rest of the class students listens to her and also notes down important words and points. “So they kill themselves because they cannot cope with being separated from one another.” Madam Lisa concludes with a sad look. Some of the students felt sad at this tragic love story while Amy yarns and covers her mouth hiding from the teacher’s sharp eyes not wanting to gain her attention.

Love. Twisted, broken love. The kind that could destroy everything.

“A tragic one.” “All the memorable ones are. Orpheus and Eurydice. Romeo and Juliet. Tristan and Isolde,” he listed. “They all die tragically at the end, or they may as well when they lose the love of their life. Sentient beings can’t experience love and obsession so complete without tragedy and loss. When you love someone, heartbreak is inevitable.” Lily didn’t subscribe to that idea. She believed in romance, in happily ever afters. She might not have experienced her own yet, but she had to believe there was a happily ever after somewhere out there, waiting for her. Otherwise, Anthony

After Six Months “You didn’t shed a single tear when he was your love. You loved him before marriage. You couldn’t even live without him but that day you didn’t even shed a tear on his death. Did you even love him?” Hearing that slight voice, tears came to the eyes of the girl lying in front. On hearing the last question, her eyebrows knitted together as if she was not even allowed to ask this question. She shook her head slightly. “So start crying, Vittoria, you have to cry for him. Aren’t you sad about his death?”

I sighed, I was trying to remember something. “Love is just a simple word, yet it has a lot of meaning. You can only say that you are in love when you are still with that person who hurt you. I mean, love isn’t all about happiness; it’s also about sacrifices, pain, struggles, understanding and acceptance. Love is all about trust and commitment. If you are in love, you can understand what I am telling you now.” She listened carefully. Luckily, I watched a lot of movies. “Really? Is that how you and my brother fell in love with each other?” She then asked.

Her tears shimmered against the light as she shouted back, “Then you made him feel! You made him love! And now you think you can take that back?” For the first time, the god faltered. A shadow — brief and almost human — crossed Travian’s face. The faintest flicker of sorrow cracked through his divine composure, but it vanished as quickly as it came. “Love,” he murmured, “is not meant for those who bridge heaven and flesh. It is the flaw that unravels all order.” Elara’s voice rose against the storm. “Then let it unravel!”

"You always said happiness doesn't need to be displayed. Since you never take photos with me, I figured there was no point in keeping it as my wallpaper." He rubbed the back of his neck, chuckling nervously. "Love is something you carry in your heart. As long as we know, that's what matters." A cold smile curled my lips. "But if you never say it, how can anyone be sure who you love?" My words seemed to catch him off guard. He tilted his head, watching me closely. "Honey, you're talking strangely today," he said. I laughed softly. "It's nothing. You should get going. Don't you have an important meeting today?"