Unlove Novels & Stories

I’m afraid that saying them out loud would break the only connection we have left. ​I guess this is what they call it. This is the quiet, heavy reality of UNSPOKEN LOVE.

" Even if Agatha wants to talk, nothing seems to come out of her mouth correctly. Even she began to question whether there was any basis in what Clover was implying. "Are you breaking up with me? We can still talk about it clearly, Clover. We can.." Clover lowered down, tilting her head as her tears preceded to fall. "Talk? Really? How could we talk if, first of all, you can't be honest with yourself and your feelings, Agatha? And I'm not breaking up with you but freeing myself into this uncertainty meddling up between us." After that, Clover took off. Agatha was puzzled by everything that seemed to occur so fast that she didn't notice her love life falling apart.

she said placidly. Damon was stung. He looked down and started to weep, "I just want you to know I regret what I did, okay? I know I'd done a lot of wrong, so I'm atoning. I just don't want to lose you anymore!" "So? What are you trying to prove by letting yourself go like this? That this is what your love could make you do? That you're so uncontrollably remorseful now?" He looked up at her gaze with pain in his eyes. "I just want you to know that it's not like I don't care about you!" he said hoarsely, determined. "In fact, the one I treasure the most is you."

Mother, I held onto those nights for so long, only to find you had forgotten them long ago. Perhaps they had never seen parents so cold-blooded; the livestream chat was flooded with nothing but sympathy for me.

All this while, they had never believed me. Resentment grew within me. I extended a hand, lingering around Mom's neck, but I couldn't do it. What people said was right. Parents might have plenty of children, but a child only has a set of parents. No one had taught me how not to love my parents when they did not love me. I crouched down in the corner, trying to make myself feel better. Suddenly, Dad's phone rang, breaking the quiet night. He answered, groggy, and I overheard the voice on the other end.

- You need to calm down. – Devin said for the thousandth time. - Why does it hurt so much, Devin? - I sat on the floor crying. Devin sat down next to me and wrapped me in his arms, I leaned my head on his chest, still crying. Couldn't stop. Why does loving hurt so much? Because he does not love me? - Because you love him. He kissed the top of my head. - And you don't know how to deal with it now, but you're strong and you'll make it.

Susana instructed. “Mum, I desire with all my heart to love Charles by way of marriage. It would not be a fake relationship. Ours is a love affair that can be expressed as agape love; love that comes in the light of true love. This is because where there is no love, there is no unity. I have affirmed that Charles cannot create despair to me nor would he be able to abandon the pure love which binds us together and do unpleasant things that would contradict our vows.”

Feelings were out of my nature. I don't do love anymore. I've been broken so bad that I never even want to have the thought of it. Love disgusts me and I wanted nothing to do with it. Absolutely nothing.

Nasulyapan ko pa sa gilid ang paglapit ng aking Ina, pero nagpatuloy ako. "There might be someone out there who willingly deserve your daughter's hand in marriage, someone who can love and accept her truthfully. I am sorry to tell you that I am not that person. I am not the right person to marry her. I am deeply sorry for breaking my mother's promise to you but this time I'm going to break it. I'm sorry to dissapoint you ma'am, sir. But Yvonne and I are just friends. I won't marry her. Again, I'm sorry for the troubled I made, still you may enjoy the rest of the evening, have a great night everyone."

You tried to dull my shine But my light is Undimmable. I am me, unapologetically You thought you would forget me, But guess what? I’m unforgettable. You tried to replace me. My love is Unreplaceable. Now you want to relate to my pain But you and I are Unrelatable. Don’t you know- I am me, unapologetically You wanted to change me. I’m un-customizable. You wanted to mold me, My intellect is Untouchable. You wanted to shape me, For you, my spirit is