Poems On One Sided Love Novels & Stories

Anna's heart was in her throat, clinging to a silver of hope that he would say what she longed to hear. "No, just arrange for a nurse to watch her." His cold response was like a bucket of ice water poured over Anna. Then came the sound of footsteps walking away without a hint of hesitation. Anna bit her lip until it bled, the salty taste mingling with bitterness. Tears flowed uncontrollably as her chest heaved. Suddenly, in the quiet darkness, she burst into laughter. "Hahaha!" It was all so ironic, so tragic! Seven years of marriage, Gerald had never shown her a moment of love. All his tenderness belonged to another woman.

And I want all that from the core of my heart. So for these three minutes when you are reading this, please let me tell you that I love you. I know real love takes time. I know that we might not even date. I know that we may not have a future. But despite knowing that I can’t have the moon, I want to tell the moon that I love you. From far, one-sided, crazy, impractical, stupid, idiotic, but hey, I love you. And that’s all I ask from you. I ask nothing. Yes, each inch on my soul prays that you love me too. But even if you don’t tell me “I love you too,” I love you. Even if you force me to never say this to you again, I will whisper to myself that I love you. Because I do love you. My heart k

"Love is a natural thing. If you don't feel it, no one can force it." Amusement clang Nathan at her discreet analysis. "Can I ask you a question, Miss Winters?" "Yes." "Have you ever been in love?" Mercedes contemplated on whether or not she should tell the truth but what's the point in telling a lie? "Yes, but a one-sided one. The person I loved didn't love me like that. Love is only perfected when both parties love each other the same." Nathan could feel a twitch in his heart. It was something he never felt before.

For me you are just ordinary, not a romantic figure Not a single poetic figure When I'm by your side I feel comfortable When you go there is a little miss that fairy For me, you are a friend, a friend in times of joy and sorrow Your presence makes me smile, all tiredness and confusion in the chest are gone You are a simple person, face the day with a smile 1000 prayers for you my love, healthy body, healthy also your sustenance Choose you with prayer, string hope with bismillah Wading together, getting to know each other from time to time, both in joy and in sorrow Love poetry will not be able to say, love poetry will flow by itself. SINTIA

"I know I'm just an ordinary man—or rather, a terrible one, carrying countless sins from the past. I am completely unworthy of someone as kind and pure as you. But even so, I still have the right to love, and I love you. Please, don’t take that away from me. At the very least, let me love you, even if it’s one-sided. I don’t need you to return my feelings; I only ask for the chance to prove just how deep and unwavering my love for you truly is. Please!" His voice was low, almost a whisper, yet every word carried weight. Not just something heard with ears or felt through touch, but something that resonated deep within the heart and soul. Those words, simple yet immensely heavy, pressed upon I

On the other side Sitting here alone, on this empty hall , A broken girl,Maheen with a heart that's incomplete. I saw him in her arms, it tore me apart, My love for him etched deep within my heart. ♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫♫ 🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶🎶

"Ms. Palmer, are you moved that Mr. Olsen has remained celibate for you all this time?" The sudden flood of questions left me utterly bewildered, and I instinctively stepped back. However, the reporters grew more frenzied and shoved the microphone close to my face. I had no choice but to speak. "Hold on. You must've mistaken me for someone else. I don't know who Mr. Olsen is." The crowd fell silent at my words before erupting into even greater chaos. "Ms. Palmer, are you joking? Mr. Olsen declared that you're the only woman he's ever loved!"

The girl had now lowered her gaze, cursing herself for not having recognised the true love that was always in front of her since childhood. “My love for you….. it is a one sided love and I have full right over it. Nobody can question it and nobody can steal it from me. It gives me power to get up everyday with hope that one day you will be mine. All the success and all that I have achieved in life is only because I have loved you and I wanted to impress you….So my one sided love has become my biggest strength.” He shrugged his shoulder and Lisa let out a deep sigh turning to look in the other direction.

"I even prepared something." Elias looked at the paper. Then at her. "You prepared something." "A love poem. Just — listen. One minute." He said nothing. Which she decided to count as permission. She unfolded the paper. Cleared her throat. "Love is an ever-fixed mark that looks on tempests and is never shaken." She glanced up at him, then back down. "Love is the fullness of life, like a goblet brimming with wine." She lowered the paper. Met his eyes. "You already drank my love. Can you really say no to me?"

“I’m not ashamed. I’m just sad because it only proved that he doesn’t really care about me. He doesn’t care if I like or even if I marry another guy. Oh well, he never really loved me anyway. It was just a one-sided love all along.” Tears began streaming down my face as I recalled how Lance used to be so good to me. Also, the reason why I end up falling in love with him. Vincent didn’t speak for a while. He just continues drinking the whiskey in his glass until nothing was left too. “One-side love, huh?” “I think we’re both drunk.” I said. “Being in a one-sided love is so stupid, right?” “That’s right.” He put his glass on the table and looked at me. “Sophie.”