What I Wish I Knew About Love นิยาย & เรื่องราว

How unholy I am to take hold of that feeling inside my heart. Love is a luxury you don’t deserve to have. A blissful wish that is too beautiful for you to dream about. Don’t seek for it, don’t yearn for it. A good for nothing trash like you don’t possess any qualities that deem you worthy for it. I know that. I know that. I know that. But even so…was it so wrong of me to want only him? I didn’t desire to be loved. I know my limits. I know my worth is as little as microbes in dirt. Despite that…despite all that…

I asked curiously sipping my vodka and feeling it's burn. "Love...I don't know what to tell you man. All I know is when you feel it, you know it's there. When I first felt it I was shocked, and I knew I was doomed. Not in a bad way though, I just started wanting things I've never wanted before. I started wanting marriage, with her and her alone, I wanted to have kids, no, more accurately I wanted whatever she wanted, because making her happy became my ultimate goal. That and so much more is the feeling of being in love." Vince's voice was thick with slight inebriation, he sipped more of his drink before he got up to leave while patting my shoulder.

His voice softened almost to a whisper. I shook my head with a small laugh. "Then you don’t know what love is. You can’t. You’ve never stayed up all night because you were too excited to see someone again. You don’t know what it’s like to forget all your sorrows because of one smile. You don’t know how it feels for your chest to shatter because of one sigh. If you haven’t lived that, don’t talk about love. Got it?" My voice carried both warning and pain.

Was it wrong that he hated her as much as he desired her? Asher wondered. His thoughts floated in and out of his head as his heart pounded at the rhythm of his feet on the treadmill. When he thought about it, he actually hated Mia for the desire she had awoken in him. A desire so strong and consuming, it made him crave her more than his next breath. He had never known such a desire in his life; it pulsed in his blood with energy. Never knew it was possible to want someone so much, someone who didn’t even want him and had made it painfully clear on more than one occasion.

"But how can you truly love someone you know nothing about beyond some superficial traits? How can you claim to want me as 'yours' when you've never once asked what I want out of life, out of a partner?" His brow furrowed in confusion, and I realized with a pang that no one had ever taught him that love meant more than just infatuation and possession. In his privileged, insular world, he'd been conditioned to believe he could simply take whatever caught his eye without a second thought. I shook my head and took another step back, putting some much-needed distance between us. "I don't want a man who only talks about what he wants while being utterly oblivious to my own hopes and dreams. Of co

“You want to know how it feels? To be in love?” “I guess,” I sat up too. “I guess I want to at least know what it feels like. Maybe then I’ll understand it.” “No, Travis,” he shook his head. “You’ve been in love before. You’ve loved someone before. You just didn’t realize it. You’ve promised yourself you weren’t ever going to fall in love so when you did, you didn’t even know.” “What are you talking about? I-“

"You think you know love? You think you know what I'm capable of? You know nothing, Eleanor." Fury burned within me, pushing past the fear. I stepped forward, my own eyes blazing with determination. "Maybe I don't know everything, but I know this isn't love. Love doesn't involve cheating the one you love and being able to look them in the eye after doing it. Love is supposed to be kind, gentle, and sacrificial. I wanted to believe in you, but you've shown me who you really are."

Every day, I felt love only in the movies Or in books or dramas Mmm, that’s how I learned love My heart kept racing as if it was my story My heart was pounding and fluttering Mmm, I’m so curious, I’m going crazy Ooh, some day Will these things happen to me too? When will that be? Who will it be? I wanna know, they say it’s sweet like candy I wanna know, they say it feels like flying I wanna know know know know What is love? What does love feel like? I wanna know, they say you smile all day I wanna know, they say the world becomes beautiful I wanna know know know know What is love? Will this kind of love come to me too? Maybe what I feel isn't love at all. That's why this is so wrong and pain

I don't like other people calling me a sweetie or any other nickname; I just like it when he does it, when he did it. Damn, why do I miss him? Why do I miss his voice, the way he looked at me, his gestures, his hugs, his kisses, all his cute caresses and nicknames he told me? I don't want to miss him, I don't want to feel I don't want anything with him, I don't want to remember "Are you all right?" He asks, somewhat confused and also upset at my expression.

If it bothers you, you don't need to. —If I told you what I know... you'd fall off your chair. It was beyond anything I could have imagined for someone I thought I had forgotten about. I thought we'd be okay...but now I realize we weren't...I was just a diversion to forget her. And it hurts me... because I fell in love like you have no idea with him, it burns me so much that I'd like to pull my heart out and destroy it and hide it from me. —Love is like that, it has its ups and downs, when you fall in love... you risk everything. But if you stand idly by and do nothing, you'll never know if it was really worth it to love that person.