

“You just know something is amiss, when you look at someone and long for something that is not yours or you cannot have. He doesn’t love me–he never will–but I belong to him.’” “’You see,’ she concluded miserably, ‘when I can call like that to him across space–I belong to him. ― Ann Brashares, Girls in Pants The Third Summer of the Sisterhood “What made you feel that stomach-churning agony for one person and not another? If Bridget were God, she would have made it against the law for you to feel that way about someone without them having to feel it for you right back.” And then to want and not to have- to want and want- how that wrung the heart, and wrung it again and again! “To want and not to have, sent all up her body a hardness, a hollowness, a strain. “Because what’s worse than knowing you want something, besides knowing you can never have it?” “I know this sounds crazy to say after one encounter but I kind of fell for you pretty hard and it has been forever since I’ve connected to anyone like this and my heart is kind of broken in a million pieces.” We transition or swing between inexplicable hope and forlorn depair. Like I’ll never draw another breath without half of it being a wish for him.’” We can’t imagine ever not feeling this way. ― Michele Young-Stone, The Handbook for Lightning Strike Survivors If not reciprocated, it can turn a person into a monster.” “She’d been in love with the man, and love is a scary thing. “Unrequited love is a ridiculous state, and it makes those in it behave ridiculously.” ― Lisa M Philiips, Unrequited: The Thinking Woman’s Guide to Romantic Obsession But as the months passed and he didn’t come around, something inside me shifted. I would wait for him, as lovers had waited for each other since the beginning of time. When I first started to fall for him, months before, my feelings gave me pleasure and hope. “I was in love with unavailable man, an old, sad story. Hope drives us to ridiculous extremes, sometimes. ― Marguerite Duras, Blue Eyes, Black Hair “…as long as nothing happens between them, the memory is cursed with what hasn’t happened.” I mean, it’s perfect… As long as something is never even started, you never have to worry about it ending. “I have to admit, an unrequited love is so much better than a real one. Almost like passing in a term paper that you know sucked, but having that period of time where you haven’t gotten your grade back yet - that kind of exhale where you haven’t been rejected, although you pretty much know how it’s going to turn out.” “Being in love with someone who doesn’t even know you exist isn’t the worst thing in the world.
