What Is The Difference Between Love And Obsession Novels & Stories

Ezrene swallowed down her saliva, trying to think about her answer and then with a sigh, she finally opened her mouth. “Obsession is that emotion of a human which ruins and harms every other feeling of a person when it collides with it whether with love or hate. Obsession destroyed everything because in obsession, the obsessor refuses to see the boundaries of right, wrong, moral, immoral, sane, insanity so if it entangles with love, it destroys the sacrificing selfless beauty of love because an obsession can never be considered as love no matter what,” Ezrene gave her answer which made the professor gave her an impressed smile.

What was the difference? " The difference is that an obsession is something you can't let go, even if it destroys you. Just like your feelings for that man." I think about her words as I drive further into the grounds of Midnight pack. She is right. Even when I knew I could never have him, I had always hoped and dreamed that someday we would be together. And now that he is my mate, I still can't have him but that has never stopped me from thinking and desiring him. It was already evening when I drove through the pack, parking my car near the pack house.

In his head, I was like him — no-nonsense, efficient, emotionally economical. It would be convenient for me too. Safe. Predictable. Stable. But where did love fit into all this? He wasn't a man with time or energy for emotions. He had made that very clear. He'd even said it himself — *if we fall in love, we'll go with the flow.* *If.* As if love was some optional feature you might accidentally unlock. And realistically? He wasn't going to fall for me. Men like him didn't fall — they calculated.

" Joey couldn't answer him. Indeed, why was that? However, she had heard a saying before. "Parental love is deep, but the water under the eaves does not flow backward." Old people used this phrase to describe a parent's love for their child, meaning a parent's love for their child was always deeper than the child's love for the parent. Joey looked at Emily and questioned herself in her heart if this was really the case. "Don't overthink it. I was just expressing my confusion." Zachary stood up. "I'm not overthinking it," Joey said calmly.

I always knew Alex is a smart dude, but I never really tapped into his knowledge. “Now Alex, what is obsession?” He cleared his throat once more bad went on. “Obsession is a constant or repetitive analysis of something to a point where it becomes very unhealthy, one way to know it's obsession is ; it fuels your ego, it fuels your desires in a dark way, and it starts to become unhealthy, you can't seem to let them go, but love, is the strength to let go because you love them and know they don't owe you anything not even their life!”

My eyes wide as I watch him begging him to say it back. “Do you love me too…?” I ask, feeling a little nervous. He releases my face, his hands sliding down and under my thighs as he lifts me and carries me the remaining steps to the bedroom. “Do I love you?” He breathes the words. “There is love, Lana, and then there is obsession.” I frown up at him. “So you are obsessed with me?” He nods his head, his lips parted as he pants. “Love doesn’t seem strong enough to encompass what I feel for you.” he murmurs.

He was asking himself silently what the feeling of love was or he was going to experience it. “It is like the feeling of loyalty toward someone. You are loyal to them because you appreciate and love them. The only difference between this love and the one you have toward us is that you won’t have sexual urges toward us, but with the other person, you will want to be close to them, touch them, and do…other stuff.” I said, getting his attention and he cocked his head to the side, thinking about my words and I guess comparing them to his feelings. “I have never had any urges of that kind. I have never looked at someone and thought I want to be intimate with them.”

“Can you tell me what’s wrong? You’ve barely left your office since you came to work and that’s unlike you.” I sniffled, trying to release myself from his body but he tightened his grip, trapping me. “It’s nothing.” I said, clearing the chunk of gob in my throat. “You’re clearly upset about something Robin, can’t you trust me enough to talk to me?” I shook my head. “Not even as a friend?” “Do friends say they’re obsessed with each other?” “I can be your friend and still obsess over you.” “No, you can’t, you’d want more.”

I let go of his face after yelling at him. “I want you to keep to me because I love you.” His response was again calm but it was getting on my nerves now. “LOVE… Do you even know the meaning of love? What you are doing isn't called love. It's called obsession. You want to keep me to you against my consent not because you love me. Because you want me.” “In love, people try to win his or her partner's heart by showing his love. They don’t force them to love them. You can't force the other one to love you, Mr. Daniel Rizzuto.” I yelled at him at the top of my lungs.

"I don't know. Maybe." "Christian, let me ask you something." "What?" "If Jane fell in love with someone else tomorrow, what would you do?" I thought about it. "I'd be heartbroken. But I'd want her to be happy." "And if she needed help, even if she was with someone else, would you help her?" "Of course." "Then you're not obsessive. You're in love." "What's the difference?" "Obsessive people want to own someone. People in love want to protect someone."