Unrequited Love Novels & Stories

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.

—Yes, it was childish on my part, besides I didn't think I was going to see you again, I didn't imagine that you were going to go to the same university as me, and when I saw you again I thought it was fate that had made us to find again to be able to meet each other, ”he says, smiling,“ besides that at that moment I was going through a process of… Let's say that of separation, I needed to forget what happened to me, to heal my wounds. - What do you mean by separation process? "Well," he pauses, "my fiancee disappeared the day before our wedding." I was surprised, had Cristián been engaged? Why would his girlfriend leave? - And you didn't do anything to find her? "Of course I did, one day I

He was born with a weak body. My parents had solely brought me into the world to utilize my umbilical cord blood for his sake. Contemplating this, I cast my eyes downward in silence. "Emmett, why are you so shameless? How does it feel to be my substitute?" He sneered with a malevolent grin. Perhaps he had been pampered excessively. His illness did not leave him pallid. Instead, his eyes gleamed with vitality. "I am Zoey's true love. Do you know why we didn't end up together back then?"

saying he left. Entering his study room, he sat on the chair, thinking if what he did was right or not. "I did the right thing!" he mumbled. "you can't do this to me!" Haya barged into his study and yelled. "why can't I?" He asked. " I apologized for everything I did, then why are you doing this?!" she slammed the papers on the table. "When I loved you, my feelings were Unrequited and now I want you to feel the same. Before my love was unrequited and now your love is unrequited" He said.

I enunciated each word distinctly as I finished off the sentence, "That great of a great catch." Having said that, I stood up to leave. Dominic stubbornly followed behind me. He then produced the silver bracelet I had thrown away from one of his pockets. It gleamed blindingly under the light. "Violet, can't you leave me with some memento? Do you really think I could ever do anything to hurt you?" His furrowed brow made him appear utterly helpless, yet I suddenly found myself at a loss for words. Was it a universal truth that men only discovered their love for ex-girlfriends after the relationship had ended?

He was worried but she wasn't able to comfort him more and rushed towards the washroom. Locking it, she slided down the door, tears slipping out of her eyes, towards the cheeks, seeping into nothingness. Maybe, that was what Unrequited love felt like. When your heart ached seeing them together; stomach dropping seeing them smile; your lungs close to bursting seeing them close, too close. And it was all her fault.

I heard many speeches and quotes throughout this day but as I stood in the middle of West Lane's function hall in my graduation gown, the one quote that kept playing in my head was a quote from a book that I read a long time ago. I'll tell you...what real love is. It is blind devotion, unquestioning self-humiliation, utter submission, trust and belief against yourself and against the whole world, giving up your whole heart and soul to someone who smites it. Charles Dickens pretty much sums up what it feels like when love is unrequited in Great Expectations and what it feels like to love you, Adrian. I didn't even see you at all today but you are the only one I kept thinking about. I know tha

she asked. Her question put Zero in the moment of silence. “See, you can’t answer it, right? Because I knew that you tried to fall too. And let me ask you… does moving on so easy to achieve?” Zero. “…” “No, Zero. It will not be as easy as counting numbers because you’re dealing with the heart, as your mind. So, if you’re throwing that question to me, my answer is NO—I will not be okay, Zero. Yes, I can do it, but it takes a process. This is unrequited love—I love you, but YOU don’t love me! So, please, avoid telling me that thing until I get back home!” she exclaimed and put down the comb on the table, and she left the room.

Her presence was intimidating. *~* Unrequited Love: Being in love with someone who did not and would never love you back. Ruel came to know the meaning of those two words and how deep they ran and how awful they felt when he was sixteen and had his first shift and since then, he could only hide in the shadows and peek from afar, always making sure his presence wasn't known.

But I cannot stop listening to it because the words express what I’m currently feeling. As he reaches the chorus, I remember Maija at the hospital. She said, “I love…” before Sienna came in and interrupted her. It keeps playing over and over again in my head. My heart wants to believe she was telling me she loves me, but I doubt that. It would have probably been more along the lines of “I love you like a brother; can’t we all get along while I fuck Danuel?” If that is what she was going to say, it’s a good thing Sienna showed up. I don’t think my heart could take being relegated to the friend/brother zone. “I’m jealous of the way you’re happy without me.” It repeats in my ear as the song pla