Novel & Cerita Your Love Is Unwanted

“The annoying part is, anytime I tried to enquire if his leaving me was as a result of something bad I did to him, he kept saying it had nothing to do with me, but rather with him.” “Mum. I have a feeling there was a force he couldn’t control and he was scared to tell you of it openly in your face.” “Whatever it is. I’m glad I didn’t allow it ruin me a second time. I thank God I’d you then.” Drawing close to hold her in a tight hug. She spoke over her shoulders. “You’ve been my strength all these years. Finding true love cannot be guaranteed. Unrequited love is indispensable. True love cannot be defined, but when it happens, it flows effortlessly with no need of stressing or forcing yourself

"Hmmm sob*sob* hmmm... no...hmmm...I don't like losing you, hmmm sob*sob* hmmm...why do we need to do this? we were so much fine before...why can't we be like before...hmmm sob*sob* hmmm please I can't let you go...Esther...please not like this..." "Ssshhh...I won't go anywhere...but I am just letting you go instead, you have a lot to figure and even if I wanted to help you I can't...what we did before is such a great time for me, I thought I hate it but I loved it when you keep coming to see me, those snatch kiss, all your gesture even we don't have a real deal to each other, even the label is missing, I love everything I have done with you and I guess I will love it again and again even...

said Jacob leaning forward and placing his elbows on the table before resting his chin on his joint fingers " There is no such thing as love , its all about want and need , do you think that people actually fall in love with their partners ? They don't , its more like a selection of the best possible specimen they can get - comprising all the features that will satisfy their needs and desires . If love really existed why would we need things like divorce and separation or is your love so weak that its fades in just a few years of togetherness ?" " What's wrong with you ?" There was so much hurt in that little speech of his that I didn't even knew where to begin .What exactly would make a

I’m scared I’ll start expecting more than I’m allowed to. And yet, isn’t it only human to want love from the person you love? But love, once it turns into obsession, becomes ugly. It becomes possession, and possession turns to force. I don’t want that. I don’t want to be the woman who clings, who begs, who traps someone just to be loved back. I want Baekhoon to stay because he chooses me. I want his love only if it’s freely given. Not because he feels sorry. Not because we made a deal. Not because I asked him to. Just… love. On its own. Unforced. Real.

The way he’d walked off like I was nothing. I got it now. He didn’t like me. Not even a little. And no amount of standing too close or pretending I didn’t care was going to change that. I smiled into my glass, the expression breaking as fast as it formed. A tear slipped out anyway, hot and embarrassing. I wiped it away with the back of my hand, but it didn’t help the weight sitting in my chest. “I’m always unlucky when it comes to love,” I murmured to no one. “Everyone I’ve ever loved… never loved me back.”

Her voice was leveled showing no emotion. "I am." He admitted. "Are you in love with him?" "No." I replied before him. "He is not in love with me." "Well are you I love with him?" Mecael questioned cocking his head to me. "What?" "There's always one sided love. Maybe that's what you two have." "Bullshit." I spat. "Spell it." He ordered. "Don't use that tone with me. Also I know you're not so dense that you cannot spell bullshit."

"Wedding countdown: two days. I finally understand. People must learn to love themselves first. It's not that I'm unworthy of love, but that you are unworthy of me. There was never anything wrong with me." "Wedding countdown: one day. This time may have seemed like a chance for you, but really, it was for me. To make sure I wouldn't leave with any regrets, I watched you closely. I watched how you hurt me, how you lived with it so easily, until finally, I looked at you and felt nothing. No love, no pain, just disgust. It's over, Christopher. I'm done." Then, I packed my bags and turned off my phone.

But when I glanced up and locked eyes with those gray eyes, I knew the truth — it would never work. He saw too much. "You couldn't have known," I muttered. "Try me." I drew in a watery breath, hands curled anxiously in my lap. Where did I even start? How could I describe the slow death of unwantedness, unlovedness, thrown away like nothing? "There was this lady," I started, my voice a whisper. "Sable. She was Cassian's first love. Before me."

“What do you know? You don’t understand anything. If someone blocked my way, then they all deserved to die. “I only made a suggestion. Ian chose to do it for me. We loved each other for real. Who are you to judge us? “And someone like you—unwanted, unloved—how could you ever understand what real love feels like? Selena, you’ve already lost. Face it. You’re nothing more than a pathetic woman no one wants.”

She tried to hide her tears, but they fell uncontrollably as she was walking farther and farther away from him. Damien was etched into every corner of her heart and soul. His absence would leave an unfillable void inside her. This unrequited love was going to destroy her. Even though he loved her, they could never be together. Someone had once said that unrequited love is like a dead and useless organ. It does not perform any function but kills the body and soul bit by bit. It’s more hazardous than a disease. One can cure a disease but a defective soul can't be fixed.