Quotes Tagged "unrequited-love"

He shrank from hearing Margaret's very name mentioned; he, while he blamed her – while he was jealous of her – while he renounced her – he loved her sorely, in spite of himself.

Among my stillness was a pounding heart.

There was a time when our desire for each other would have landed us in an asylum or prison, had it not been sanctioned by mutual assent. True or false.

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

Winter is much like unrequited love; cold and merciless.

I raised you so high that every other man on earth is now doomed to live in your shadow.

There were books about how to be gay; he'd seen them in stores and libraries. Some of them even had diagrams. But there weren't any diagrams about how to fall in love with your best friend and not fuck everything up.

You may marry Miss Grey for her fifteen pounds but you will always be my Willoughby. My nightmare. My sorrow. My past. My mistake. My regret. My love.

My heart had been touched by him, battered by him, cradled by him as the days passed. He was cruel without meaning to be yet he was kind, and I needed him too much to let myself want him

Your smile and your laughter lit my whole world.

...Usually i’d sit back and just enjoy the view for what it was because it’s not often you come across something so ridiculously out of place, a girl like you, on the subway, it’s 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...

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?

I am strange; I show different things; So please Don’t think I don’t love you Because the truth Is the opposite

the saddest thing is to be a minute to someone, when you've made them your eternity.

Icarus should have waited for nightfall, the moon would have never let him go.

There is an ocean of silence between us… and I am drowning in it.

I had someone once who made every day mean something. And now…. I am lost…. And nothing means anything anymore.

I think perhaps I will always hold a candle for you – even until it burns my hand. And when the light has long since gone …. I will be there in the darkness holding what remains, quite simply because I cannot let go.

When you experience loss, people say you’ll move through the 5 stages of grief…. Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression, Acceptance ….. What they don’t tell you is that you’ll cycle through them all every day.

I miss that feeling of connection. Knowing he was out there somewhere thinking about me at the same time I was thinking about him.