unrequited-love

I caught myself thinking about falling in love with someone who I hoped was out there right now thinking about the possibility of me, but I quickly banished the notion. It was that kind of thinking that landed me in this situation to begin with. Hope can ruin you.

As so many commitments demand your timeOr your shut-eye important be,Your attraction to me must in some way lack,Such a pity to spend time on thee.

No matter how bleak, there is still chance of love in hatred but none in indifference

It was September, and there was a crackly feeling to the air. I was saying something that was making her laugh, and I couldn't stop looking at her. It was a little bit chilly, and her cheeks were pink, and her dark hair was flowing around her face. All I wanted for the rest of my life was to keep making her laugh like that. Sometimes our arms brushed against each other as we walked, and it was like I could feel the touch for minutes after it happened.

Why should you think that I should woo in scorn?Scorn and derision never come in tears:Look, when I vow, I weep; and vows so born, In their nativity all truth appears.How can these things in me seem scorn to you,Bearing the badge of faith, to prove them true?

But when one does not complain, and when one wants to master oneself with a tyrant__ grip _ one__ faculties rise in revolt _ and one pays for outward calm with an almost unbearable inner struggle.

Every broken heart has screamed at one time or another: Why can't you see who I truly am?

I didn't call you because I'm tired of you only wanting me around when you need something. I'm tired of watching you be in love with someone else - someone, incidentally, who will never love you back. Not the way I do.

...and her dreams that didn't happen, that couldn't have happened because she'd pinned them on somebody too broken and unattainable to love her back.

It's not the loving that hurts this girl; it's the understanding of it for what it is, that it will never be returned in the same way, that threatens to destroy her. But to unload the words - "I love you" - on an innocent party who didn't ask for it, to reach across the dark space and touch him - it's like the world she knows could end if she dared speak these words, dared make such a move.

These feelings...the ugly feelings in my heart...should have been blown away...and buried deep in the sands...

Well, girls always love assholes,_ said Platt, not bothering to dispute this. __aven't you noticed?_ No, I thought bleakly, untrue. Else why didn't Pippa love me?

First of all, I wish you love, and that by loving you may also be loved.But if it__ not like that, be brief in forgettingAnd after you__e forgotten, don__ keep anything.

...Usually i__ sit back and just enjoy the view for what it was because it__ not often you come across something so ridiculously out of place, a girl like you, on the subway, it__ like spotting a unicorn at the zoo.I reasoned how to pull this off, to get you, to say hi, to ask your name, what your voice sounded like, if you had a cute smile because i like cute smiles. In ten minutes I had a thousand thoughts of you and you had no clue...

She still loves him. This is the fact she wakes up to each morning. She checks it, sometimes, a tongue probing an aching tooth, making sure it still hurts.

I was even a little glad that if it wasn__ going to be me she wanted, it was going to be someone who really deserved her.

My heart is sair-I dare na tell,My heart is sair for Somebody.

My heart no longer felt as if it belonged to me. It now felt as it had been stolen, torn from my chest by someone who wanted no part of it.