#unrequited

If there is pain, nurse it, and if there is a flame, don't snuff it out, don't be brutal with it. Withdrawal can be a terrible thing when it keeps us awake at night, and watching others forget us sooner than we'd want to be forgotten is no better. We rip out so much of ourselves to be cured of things faster than we should that we go bankrupt by the age of thirty and have less to offer each time we start with someone new. But to feel nothing so as not to feel anything - what a waste! (p. 225) ↗

— André Aciman

#coming-out #love-and-loss #unrequited-love #age

What I wanted to preserve was the turbulent gasp in his voice which lingered with me for days afterward and told me that, if I could have him like this in my dreams every night of my life, I'd stake my entire life on dreams and be done with the rest. (p. 109) ↗

— André Aciman

#dreams #love-and-loss #unrequited-love #dreams

There comes a time in your life when you have to choose to turn the page, write another book or simply close it. ↗

— Shannon L. Alder

#books #boyfriend #choices #faith #family

Let’s always love each other, and never be in love with each other. ↗

— David Levithan

#love #unrequited-love #friendship

Snape's patronus was a doe,' said Harry, 'the same as my mother's because he loved her for nearly all of his life, from when they were children. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#infatuation #love #unrequited-love #life

The way he looked at you. I got it then. He loved you, and it was killing him. He won't get over you, Clary, he can't. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#love

When unrequited love is the most expensive thing on the menu, sometimes you settle for the daily special. ↗

— Miranda Kenneally

#love

I have to admit, an unrequited love is so much better than a real one. I mean, it's perfect... As long as something is never even started, you never have to worry about it ending. It has endless potential. ↗

— Sarah Dessen

#worry

Witch Baby wanted to ask Ping how to find her Jah-Love angel. She knew Raphael was not him, even though Raphael had the right eyes and smile and name. She knew how he looked--the angel in her dream--but she didn't know how to find him. Should she roller-skate through the streets in the evenings when the streetlights flicker on? Should she stow away to Jamaica on a cruise ship and search for him in the rain forests and along the beaches? Would he come to her? Was he waiting, dreaming of her in the same way she waited and dreamed? ↗

— Francesca Lia Block

#love #romance #unrequited #dreams

I want him to see the flowers in my eyes and hear the songs in my hands. ↗

— Francesca Lia Block

#unrequited-love #love