Poems On One Sided Love Novels & Stories

“I can’t get you out of my mind. I can’t and won’t live like that anymore. I am the one that loves you. Hate? No, I never hated you; you hate me. I would have done anything you wanted. All you had to do is ask. From the minute I left you at that hotel I ached to be back by your side. Now you will be by mine.” “Anything but a family and a life. It was not a life you offered me. Can’t you see that? You wanted to make me nothing but a whore, even less of a wolf than I was already. If you could have loved me and accepted me, I would have been by your side my entire life.”

In the end they will say, it’s love, you can’t resist it or even ignore it because this is your heart deciding. It is love even though you are just admiring him or her from afar. It is love even though it is just one sided love. It is love when you care for someone more than your life. It is love when you cried and longed for someone. It is still love even until death. They are the things I repeatedly say on my mind while staring at the night sky. The moon is in a crescent, the stars are shining brightly from above contrary to the darkness of the night.

I said my lines " Ek tarfa pyar ki taqat hi kuch aur hoti hai ... auron ke rishton ki tarah yeh do logon mein nahi bat'ti ... sirf mera haq hai ispe (The power of one sided love is unique ... it doesn't get distributed into two, as it happens in the relationships of others ... only my right is there on it) " he said his lines " Aasaan hai kya aisi mohabbat karna ... jiske badle mohabbat na mile

she answers me, closing her eyes, as if she were traveling back in time and reliving her adventures. “Well, I thought they were talking about cakes, but for me, the best thing is a man who loves me; sexual relations without love are just sex; on the other hand, with the loved one, it is making love.” “Of course, says the poet Ximena, who has only had one man in her life, of course a magnificent stallion,” says Liz to my sister, tapping her on the arm, causing her to mention this, “Careful, too rough; I'm still delicate.”

I did next thing I planned, I read out a short poem that kept making her smile. "I have a poem too... but it's majorly like an envision or envisage. How I imagine our relationship to be like, after marrriage. The title is 'Confessions to the man I Love." I smiled, she really do wrote a poem for me. "It's lengthy, just listen attentively." she added clearing her throat. "Confessions to the man I love." "I love the way you stare at me especially when you think I'm not looking." "I love the way you hold me in your arms at night."

"Thank god, I glad that you could figure it out and have not lost your rationality." "Christine, I am going to ask you something that you need to answer truthfully."Christine nodded her head. "If and I am again saying If One day, Sam falls in love with you or vice versa. What would you do ? Would you give it a shot? " "From where you are getting these ideas.You have just said he is from different circle and we are no match for him.Sandra, This is a ridiculous question." "Still , I want to hear from you what would you do if this ridiculous thing happens?"

"Mrs.Han you don't seem to understand, that woman has been his lover for a long time, and then they got married for only three months and then broke up for an unknown reason... it's hard to move on just like that..." "Mom please understand.. it is really hard for Mr.Lee... she is his childhood sweetheart also his wife for only a short time. If I'm in his situation I can just forget everything just because you say so, it is his First Love!" "Haist!! nowadays only a few people believe in those kinds of things... It is up to you if you want to continue your life and be happy or you just want to tie yourself and have a hard life and regret forever!" ALRIGHT, LET ME TELL YOU THIS.

theater to take up some other, less dangerous occupation. I will love you if you drop your raincoat on the floor instead of hanging it up and I will love you if you betray your father. I will love you even if you announce that the poetry of Edgar Guest is the best in the world and even if you announce that the work of Zilpha Keatley Snyder is unbearably tedious. I will love you if you abandon the theremin and take up the harmonica and I will love you if you donate your marmosets to the zoo and your tree frogs to M. I will love you as the starfish loves a coral reef and as kudzu loves trees, even if the oceans turn to sawdust and the trees fall in the forest without anyone around to hear the

I covered my mouth as I slowly stood up. I moved back and ran out of the room. I was wrong all these months. I thought things are falling in place. I thought he started liking me. But, I WAS WRONG! My LOVE is STUPID to him! I felt like my heart was breaking into million pieces. I was happy with my one-sided love. But I never gave someone the right to question my love. I ran upstairs to the terrace, not knowing where else to go. I think this is the end of my one-sided love...

“Huh? Someone you like? I doubt that.” The last said, shaking her head while staring at me with doubt filled eyes. “Why don't you believe me?” “If you really had a woman you like, she would like you too. And if that's the case, I'm sure she wouldn't let you be out here drinking almost every night. Unless, it is a one-sided love on your part.” I raised my brow, at last instantly. “One sided love, you say? How much do you know about love? Listen, I was the first, but I was overthrown! So, it's not a one-sided love as you think.”