Best 28 quotes in «one sided love quotes» category

Although he doesn't know it yet, she isn't his real life. But he is hers. This is painful.

And I learnt five new languages in the last three years" "Only if you could for once understand the language of my eyes.

Aiden is such a beautiful dream, I'd rather invent a million excuses for his absence that accept he never felt the same about me - Amber

Ever wondered how do you kill yourself without actually dying? Simple. Love someone who doesn't love you back.

Hanya satu meter. Hanya satu meter jarak di antara kau dan aku. Namun, jarak itu menahan garis kehidupan kita untuk saling berpotongan. Sehingga kita hanya berjalan secara paralel, tanpa saling bertaut. Hanya bisa saling melihat, tanpa bisa terlibat dalam kehidupan masing-masing. Hanya bisa mengetahui sebuah nama, tanpa bisa memafhumi segala detail-detail di balik rangkaian huruf itu.

I drew him in my world; I write him in my lines, I want to be his girl, he was never meant as mine. I drew him in my world; He is always on my mind; I draw his every line. It hurts when he's unkind. I drew him in my world; I draw him all the time, but I don't know where to draw the line.

If you want True love. Love With Who Love You

I looked for love in you! You never valued, but amidst I started valuing myself.

I loved him the way some people are to be loved - from a distance.

A wall of stone was her heart, Kept knocking but never did it part. Mine was a pitiful little thing made of clay, I didn't know that this was a game she loved to play!

Bukankah itu lucu? Hanya satu meter dengan sebuah nama, tanpa saling menyapa. Zoe, kapan satu meter yang terasa jauh ini bisa sangat dekat untuk kita?

Do you want to know why you don't meet my standards?" he asked. She shook her head in mortification. "Too late," he replied. "Here's my most important rule: Never have intercourse when one of the parties is in love with the other. It won't end well." She gasped. "You arrogant cad! I'm not in love with you." "I know." He didn't look away from her. "Isn't that what I said? Only one of us is in love, and it isn't you." Violet stared at him. Her ears appeared to be working; her brain seemed to function. Tentatively, she added two and three and verified that they still made five.

For so long, I've only had one-sided feelings for other people. I've completely forgotten how good it feels to be loved.

He had placed himself at her feet so long that the poor little woman had been accustomed to trample upon him. She didn't wish to marry him, but she wished to keep him. She wished to give him nothing, but that he should give her all. It is a bargain not unfrequently levied in love.

He is like a cool breeze that kisses my skin, And talking to him is like surfing on a clear day with a bright blue sky.

People say “Move on” “Think about your happiness”. But that isn’t easy. Is it? Life is much powerful than we can imagine. It doesn’t go according to our wish. We can’t choose whom we fall for. Nope that’s not up to us. Because the term ‘blinded in love’ occurred for some reason. Lol. How can someone think about their happiness when they are in love? Isn’t love supposed to be selfless? Thinking about thyself is the “selfishest” thing ever of this planet. You might say he doesn’t love me back so why I am hurting myself sticking to it and expecting the unexpected to happen? Let me tell you this. Have you ever been in love? I don’t think so. Because if you did, you’d know loving someone immensely is the most beautiful thing in the world. Even if it’s one sided or has no future, but the peace you get thinking about them, the satisfaction of giving your purest love to them is enough for you to live happily ever after.

I'd rather be not the light in your life The bright day might make me obscure I'd rather be the cold darkness For it remains, unseen, uncertain and unsure

My heart is responsible of My Pain & Heart Breaking ... So I not Blame Any One ...

She recognized it at once: love, one-way deep adoration that bounced off and did not bounce back; careful, quiet love that didn't care and went on anyway.

Pain is the only truth of life!

Sometimes it's your fragrance that comes to me, out of the blue, on a crowded road in a Sunday afternoon. But more often, it's memories of us that cross my mind almost every lone evening. All I want is to lessen the pain I feel every night. But every morning I wake up is another day, hopeless and miserable, with nothing but a deafening silence, a wave of tears, memories and your absence.

Somewhere, somehow, maybe I can find someone who can make my heart beat again.. For everyday that I pine for your love, and for every single time you reject me, I start to die deep inside.. That throbbing pain has slowly turned into numbing emptiness..

They either come back or they don’t. That’s what you tell yourself. That’s what you learn. As you go through mundane days with so much of pain beating in your chest that you feel it will explode. You strike days off your calendar, waiting, going for a run, picking up a new hobby, while trying to numb that part of your brain that refuses to forget the little details of your skin. Soon, you start sleeping in the middle of the bed, learn how to get through the evenings alone, go to cafes and cities alone, you learn how to cook enough dinner for yourself and just make do without the kisses on your neck. You learn…Adjust..Accept.. The tumor of pain already exploded one lonely night when you played his voice recording by mistake.. by mistake.. But you didn’t die.. Did you? They either come back.. or they don’t.. You survive..

They say heartbreak is a blessing. It helps you grow and turns you into a better, more powerful person. You become as strong as a beast.

My sympathies and my love went out to her, even as my hand had in the garden. I felt that years of the conventionalities of life could not teach me to know her sweet, brave nature as had this one day of strange experiences. Yet there were two thoughts which sealed the words of affection upon my lips. She was weak and helpless, shaken in mind and nerve. It was to take her at a disadvantage to obtrude love upon her at such a time. Worst still, she was rich.

Won’t you say something? I am waiting! I am a coward, I said nothing; I have lost your sympathy. I am brave, I said nothing; I bore the burden of the untold love within me. I fought furiously to hide that enormous love inside a shell. I haven’t lost you as a friend and my love… My love is kept whole with no abrasion or disappointment.

You are the kind of thing who takes from me And never gives anything away And when you call to me with your synchronicity I can't help but run to you You my horrible star I can't help but run to you when you call for me

You and I Again and again Always almost Never enough. - A world of almosts