Quotes About Unreciprocated

Dying of love for what does not love them.

The arrogance of wanting to be loved had emerged only now it was unreciprocated—I was left alone with my desire, defenseless, beyond the law, shockingly crude in my demands: Love me! And for what reason? I had only the usual paltry, insufficient excuse: Because I love you . .

My heart didn't break into a thousand pieces after he left. Instead, I realized all the things he didn't do. He didn't want to hear my stories. He didn't ask me questions. He didn't smile when I was talking to him. He didn't hug me out of the blue to make me feel good. His hugs were always a preamble to something else and after he was gone, I wondered if he ever knew me at all.

Do you know what it's like to like someone so much you can't stand it and know that they'll never feel the same way?

Do you know what it's like to like someone so much you can't stand it and know that they'll never feel the same way? Probably not. People like you don't have to suffer through those kinds of things.

The following morning she realised they hated her. That hurt her feelings; she always preferred her hatred to be unreciprocated.

What business had I to think of one that never thought of me?

For her whole life she would sacrifice to him every quality of her own, and he wouldn't even be aware of the sacrifice, he would be surrounded by the wealth of feeling, intelligence, imagination that were hers, without knowing what to do with them, he would ruin them.

For her whole life she would sacrifice to him every quality of her own, and he wouldn't even be aware of the sacrifice, he would be surrounded by the wealth of feeling, intelligence, imagination that were hers, without knowing what to do with them, he would ruin them.

He looked up in despair at the starry sky, he struck his burning chest with his fist; he loved and he was not loved!

Self-love seems so often unrequited.

I gave you a wrist watch, baby, and you wouldn't even give me the time of day.

The love that lasts longest is the love that is never returned.

Love is the one thing in this world that you should never have to go through alone… For unreciprocated love is the most soul crushing experience you will ever go through.

Unrequited love's a bore.

Why waste romance on a love that would never be returned?

Love is the one thing in this world that you should never have to go through alone… For unreciprocated love is the most soul crushing experience you will ever go through.

unrequited love is the most selfless love.

Love on one side only is almost as worse than no love at all.

Somehow I've always wanted the ones that didn't want me. I'm the absolute queen bee of unrequited love.

I know what it's like to be in unrequited love.

Unrequited love is the infinite curse of a lonely heart.

Adolescent males age fifteen, for example, express a desire for females who are seventeen or eighteen. What is fascinating is that this attraction is almost entirely unreciprocated. Women in their late teens do not even notice these young adolescent males, much less find themselves attracted to them.

Heart lesson #4: the unrequited heart. You can't make anyone love you back.