My Own Personal Forbidden Fruit
Fear and love are too incompatible, like fire and ice. But when I think of him thats exactly how I feel. Well maybe not love, but something strong, that draws me to him.
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Fear and love are too incompatible, like fire and ice. But when I think of him thats exactly how I feel. Well maybe not love, but something strong, that draws me to him.
"It hurts so much, being in love with an angel." I lifted my face to gaze at nothing.
it's funny. funny how you said you wanted to date me. now I'm with someone else. happy I might add. and you're back. lingering. I can't shake you. you had me. you dropped me.
10th grade As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called "best friend." I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine.
Once there was a girl. She watched the others fall, victims of love, attachment. That would never be her. Nobody ever could love her, she would never let them in.
I remember the look you gave me when our eyes first met, like a child examining a present she couldn't afford or an artist falling in love with a painting she never thought she'd complete.
Your smile shows me the lies, As I see the truth in your eyes. Pain is what I can see, I wonder how this can be. You seem so strong, But tears tell me I'm wrong.
How could I forget you. Even if I tried, I still hear you singing in the back of my mind The way you use to hug me, the way you use to care..
Te escuché hablar sobre el amor de tu vida y lo duro que fue perderla el día que me pediste formalmente que me casara contigo. Estabas borracho. Al principio lloré un poco.
Show your love. Reel me in. Don't make it end. Let it begin. Pick me up. Throw me away. Just like trash. But it's okay. It strangles me. Your golden hair. I cannot breathe. I get no air.
you don't deserve this do you you don't you deserve a beautiful lady one with class and elegance who is optimistic yet realistic is that possible.
I have to let go of this boy that exist only in my dreams, In reality he's not quite the same, he's not all that he seems.
"Why would I ever love somebody like you. Huh. You're pathetic Chloe," he said, fiercely. "I heard what you said. When I was sleeping. Remember that. You told me you are in love with me.
There's this guy .. He makes my emotions explode. I like him, a lot. He makes me feel amazing, he makes life worth it. He's my best friend and I can't have him.
is it a long distance relationship. the long distance part, yes, but the relationship part, you've got to be kidding me.
Meeting you was a blessing, You see it wasn't a mistake, Seeing you saved me, From all the pain & heartaches, Before you..
he's never there he doesn't care he'll blow you off hit on your friends never respond to messages I'll be there for you I care god dammit I care I'll love you the way you love me he doesn't even...
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if my fantasies came true and we were together. I wonder how we would spend our days. I’d wake up in the morning to see your face on the pillow next to me.
I love how your smile lights up the whole room. and how your voice gets chipper in excitement. I love the way your walk jumps when your in a good mood.
And I find myself seeing everything pertaining to her. The sunset on seagreen waves reflects off the sand like her creamy white skin and ice warm eyes.
I'm fooling myself Thinking he'll come Thinking that I am the one who has won But the truth is, That he has moved on While I'm waiting in moonlight And he's traveling through dawn.
We've been here before I get too close, you get scared, You run away from it all. It's ok, I know you Better than you think.
it's almost a new year so might as well start keeping account of things a lots been going on and are going to happen. so. why not. today I start: December 26 2012.
Its been a while since I wrote my thoughts Mainly because I am reconfiguring myself After our last meeting. Topsy turvy Back to front Close to bitter and twisted Is what I feel.