#quite

His hands are saying that he wants to hold her. His feet are saying that he wants to chase after her... He's probably forgotten that I'm here, beside him ↗

— Ai Yazawa

#unrequited-love #love

A person doesn't know true hurt and suffering until they've felt the pain of falling in love with someone whose affections lie elsewhere. ↗

— Rose Gordon

#love

Its been six weeks," he murmured. "Six weeks I've wanted you. I know how you move, and how the sunlight makes a shadow on the curve of your cheek, and the shape of your ear." He chucked harshly then turned his head on the pillow to look at her. "I'm dying," he said. He dropped his fist against his chest. "Right here, you're killing me. ↗

— Laura Kinsale

#unrequited-love #love

We're cool," I say calmly, although I feel something else. I feel... sad. Like I've lost something I never quite had. ↗

— Christine Seifert

#love

I was trying to make you jealous!" Simon screamed, right back. His hands were fisted at his sides. "You're so stupid, Clary. You're so stupid, can't you see anything?" She stared at him in bewilderment. What on earth did he mean? "Trying to make me jealous? Why would you try to do that?" She saw immediately that this was the worst thing she could have asked him. "Because," he said, so bitterly that it shocked her, "I've been in love with you for ten years, so I thought it seemed like the time to find out whether you felt the same about me. Which, I guess you don't. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-bones #clary-fray #declarations-of-love #love #paranormal

But his face had that hollow look, as if there was something gone... you know that look. The inward focus. Distantly attentive to the home you're missing, or the someone you're missing. That look that a bird has when it turns it dry reptilian eye on you. That look that doesn't see you because the mind is filled up with someone it would rather see. ↗

— Gregory Maguire

#love

YOU YOU YOU your eyes, thick as a high school scrapbook crackling and yellow, curling at the edges a book of myths in which i do not appear. ↗

— Clint Catalyst

#clint-catalyst #eyes #poem #short #unrequited-love

It was in looking up at him her aspect had caught its lustre - the light repeated in her eyes beamed first out of his. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#paulina #requited-love #villette #love

Your dress is thin, you have been dancing, you are heated." "Always preaching," retorted she; "always coddling and admonishing." The answer Dr. John would have given did not come; that his heart was hurt became evident in his eye; darkened, and saddened, and pained, he turned a little aside, but was patient. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#dr-john-graham-bretton #ginevra-fanshawe #unrequited-love #villette #love

I came hoping to see those eyes, but instead I return with my heart, leaving behind only flowers. ↗

— Kim Dong Hwa

#flowers #love #symbols #unrequited-love #unrequited-love