Once, Twice, Thrice.
Once, I call your name from far. Cry it out, Set the bar. Twice, I've cried because of you. Don't play dumb. You've heard me too. Thrice, i've tried to make amends. Get you back, Even as a friend.
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Once, I call your name from far. Cry it out, Set the bar. Twice, I've cried because of you. Don't play dumb. You've heard me too. Thrice, i've tried to make amends. Get you back, Even as a friend.
Inspired by Misty Miller's song, 'Remember' Do you remember me. I was the one with pink hair, The one who used to, Stop and stare, Watching you, From across the room, Why can't you look over.
I stopped and took a quick breath...I wasn't quite done telling him why I was here. He looked the same his face was stone cold... "And then there's me. Stupid, Stubborn and Bitchy. Me.
Her beauty's crazy. I watch her from the crowd. Her voice is so amazing. She make her momma proud. I tried to send her flowers. But she has no address. Her home is in my heart.
Sorry, bit of a short one. Really wanted to get it out though. More on the way :) A week. A week and Drew still hadn't told me what she was going to say. I'd given her hints.
Let's sit a while. Pretend things are different. I need to ignore. My feelings for you, I cannot confront. We can never be. A togetherness that cannot begin. But if I'm honest.
And she almost had him And she finally caught him And she finally owned him And she finally had property of him And she finally belonged to him And they were together officially And she was oh so...
I always want to ask you about that short vertical scar on the middle of your back, but I figure it wouldn't be a good idea. So I stare at it.
"Could have been a princess, You'd be a king Could have have had a castle And worn a ring" I never thought I'd see the day When someone came and swept me away I never was the 'happy ending' type, I...
Too fast, too hard in my entry, Was it something that I said. Or something I did. Or some other old cliche leaving trails of banana skins and slime, On it’s way with all the other rubbish.
A little slice of heaven, I'll keep you at arms' reach, For every story has a moral, A lesson it must teach.
A love so big it owns my soul A love so big it fills me whole A lust that leaves me wanting more A lust that leaves me spent and sore.
Jealousy surges through me You and her, used to be You and me But now I'm sure That this Pain Is everlasting It's a bullet, ricocheting through me Pain takes over, while happiness Fades away.
When I see you my heart skips a beat, My face turns a shade of red. Sometimes you walk over, and say what you said. You know that I love you, And so does my friend, Why don't you love me.
You make me laugh. You make me smile. You talk to me a little while. You really are. A loving friend. My best to you I'll always send. Some days when. I'm feeling low. There is a place where I can go.
A lovely prince charming he surely is. She's a princess true but just couldn't be his. She's changed and grown she can't go back. While fond feelings she remembers they're now on different tracks.
I pace around these same floors that pave your walking feet, covetous, for a hint of your scent. And once before, we held hands in these very corridors.
You really don't get hints Says my cousin in laughter fits. That guy was really after you But you really just don't have a clue. You're right of course I conceded with with a pitiful sigh..
I had knew Connor for all my life, we had always been best friends but it was never enough for me... As I gazed at Connor longingly I couldn't help think what it would be like if we were a couple.
His dark hair, His many glares, His muscled arms, His non existent charms. The ladies love him the way he is, Wanting to entwine their fingers with his.
#100days What is love. I have loved my aunt, I have loved my dad, I have loved my gran and I have loved my cat. But, even, I know that loving your cat is not the same as loving a boy.
I challenge thee. To not fall upon my charms. I can tell that thee. Longs to be in my arms. Thou art not mine. You are betrothed to another. Thy can never be. Your mistress or your lover.
Sara: It's been months ever since I stopped going to school. I miss him so bad. I wonder what does he think about me. Will he miss me. Or does he even notice I'm not at school for six months.
I don't want to be Another summer fling, Caught up in the moment, Making alarm bells ring. Your fiery summer love, Dwindles by the day. Your losing interest, Need another prey.