Trapped By This Thing Called Love Novels & Stories

Felix said with frustration. "Is it my fault that I got angry because she took birth control pills? What was she thinking? Why did she do it? I was starting to open my heart to love her, even though she was the cause of Mopi's death! But she just left me!" Felix shouted, releasing the pent-up feelings he had been holding inside.

The ease with which the lie left my mouth was terrifying. "I love you so much, Leo," she said, her voice soft and full of genuine affection. "It hurts me whenever I'm far from you." She looked into my eyes, and I saw a deep well of love and trust that I was actively poisoning. The truth felt like a physical weight, but I forced a smile and leaned in to kiss her.

So I'll stay with you as you stay with me, trust in you as you trust in me, and together we'll ride through every storm, waiting to see what the new dawn may bring. You said that my love wasn't like a new song, but like opening a book and finding a language you'd never seen before. I want you know that I feel the same way. Your love is something beautiful; meeting you is like meeting an enigma. I don't know how you exist in this world yet you do. So let me tell you now - I will always love you in mind, body and soul. You are the trap I've been wanting to fall into my whole life; liberty from you would simply be an infinite prison. I am the softness you seek and you are the cradle for my head

I whispered, my voice cracking slightly, “I am tired. Tired of hiding my hurt, tired of pretending your half-truths are enough, tired of loving someone who leaves pieces of me bleeding in silence.” I took a step back, my hands shaking. “I have given you everything I had — my trust, my heart, my time… and for what? To watch you play with it, like it doesn’t matter? You’ve never truly held me, Josh. Not fully. Not completely. And maybe you never will.” I swallowed hard, my chest tight. “I’m standing here, loving you, and it kills me to know that part of you is always somewhere else. Somewhere I can’t reach.”

"Tita, look, I know you're worried but this is what I want and besides I haven't opened it yet. I'm also scared about their reply. What if I was denied?" "What if you're not? Ces, you know how much I want you to pursue your dreams. But I also made a promise in front of your parents grave that I will protect you at all cost, but how can I do that if you're not here by my side? This time she reached for her aunt's hands and gently squeeze it. "Tita, you've done enough, and I will always be thankful for everything. But this is what I need, I want to try it so that I have nothing to regret for in the future. Tita... please trust me... I promise I'll be fine"

"I pushed him away. He asked me if I wanted him, I didn't say anything." "Do you want him?" "Very much." "Then why are you resisting?" "Ally have you forgotten about Mason?! he came to me like an angel, treated me with love and respect. He looked at me like I was the only woman in the universe. He made me believe that he loves me and made me trust him. Ally how can I trust again? What if Leo is just the same?" "What if Leo is the one for you and you push him away and live your whole life in regret? Didi I think you have to give your heart a chance again, let yourself love and be happy. Allow him to prove himself to you."

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The beast wouldn't break the shackles, not because it loved or feared its master, but because it was so used to captivity. Even if someone taught the beast how to break free, it still wouldn't try. Some would call the beast foolish for not doing it, but maybe the thought of shackles was so deeply ingrained in its mind that it wouldn't even think that breaking free was possible, or even if it's become free, there's nothing fun out there. Because they're all the same. I guess that's what happened to me after all the life I've lived. All tragedies start with a blazing love, and then I become a prisoner in my self-made belief in love, which involves other people who don't want to be involved. In

I inhaled her lavender fragrance mixed with her bodily scent for the last time embedding in my heart. For years I had multiple opportunities like today when she entered in my room all alone but I never crossed my line with her. Never put a finger with lewd intentions while all her close proximity tempted me to do the opposite. However, today I have nothing to fear to lose. Because I already lost her. Even her mother had already declared my love as trap. She thinks that my love a ladder to achieve my dreams? Reminding my place was what she does every time but today she not only humiliated my feelings but also tagged my love as a deceit.

"You're crazy!" "I'm in love." So simple. So sure. Like it explained everything. "That's not love," I said. Fresh tears came. "Love doesn't hurt people. Love doesn't trap people." "Sometimes it does." His jaw tightened. "Sometimes love means doing whatever it takes." "You're wrong. About everything. There is no us." "Not yet." "Not ever!" "You'll change your mind. Because you have no other choice. This is your life now. Me. This place. Us."