Unreciprocated Love Quotes

“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.”
― Ben Mitchell

“Don't cry for someone who would love smiling when your tears are flowing.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson

“Have you ever felt like begging someone not to let you go but deep down you've always known he doesn't really care one way or the other if you're there or not?”
― Laarni Venus Marie

“When you find that rare person who really knows who you are, and they still don't love you.”
― Taylor Jenkins Reid, Daisy Jones & The Six

“You've obviously never been in love."

"I have actually. And awfully. And—always—without hope—I've never had my love reciprocated ever.”
― Iris Murdoch, The Black Prince

“She's like a sentence I never heard.

'Come again,' I said.”
― Karl Kristian Flores, Cardiac Ablation

“I crave for love, everybody does . . . and I've never had a bloody crumb of it—and I've given so much love to people—I can really love people, I can, I let them walk over me—but nobody's ever loved me.”
― Iris Murdoch, The Black Prince

“When I thought about how much time I had already put into a relationship without reciprocation from the other person and how I spent YEARS recovering and trying to recover from the damage of her verbal, emotional and physical abuse and neglect, I realized that I was the only one trying and I wasn’t the problem! That understanding changed everything!”
― Darlene Ouimet

“I smiled and looked at her- there she was with such a genuine grin and twinkle in her eyes. I kissed my mother on her forehead and took a long look in to her hazel eyes. I wondered when I would have the next chance to see her as I whispered, 'I love you." Mother didn't respond. She didn't look well- she had a tint of green and yellow to her skin and her thinning hair was a dull salt and pepper color, cut extra short and clinging to her scalp. She had no makeup on, which told me she just had no more energy.

I began to walk out of her room and turned to look at her. I wanted to run up to her, shake her, and beg her to tell me she loved me and was proud of me. But when I looked at her, she was already sleeping.”
― Jori Nunes, Chocolate Flowers

“I want to die because I love you.
I don't want to die because I love you.”
― Karl Kristian Flores, Cardiac Ablation

“He became so gloomy that she asked him, at last, if he was worried about anything. He assured her, instantly, that he was the happiest man in the world.
And he was. At times he was almost bewildered by his own bliss in being there, with Tony, so terribly dear, beside him; really his own for the rest of his life. It was not her fault if the insatiable sorrows of an unequal love tormented him, the hungry demand for more, for a fuller return, for a feeling which it was not in her nature to give. As she leaned forward, absorbed in the passions staged beneath her, he felt suddenly that their box contained just himself and a wraith, a ghost; as if the real Antonia, whom he loved, was an imagined woman living only in his sad fancy.”
― Margaret Kennedy, The Constant Nymph

“If only I'd done it then, when I should have, everything would have been easy. What a joke.”
― Giorgio Bassani, The Garden of the Finzi-Continis

“Dear Alien,

Thank you for asking. Here on my earth, unlove is among the deepest loves to give a person. It touches us in a way no other pain could reach. For as long as breath comes, the possibility of heart correspondence may come too. For the rest of our lives, we are left with the unknown, sailing in a sea of doubt contaminated with hope - scattered and shattered over nothing that mattered. In the world of unlove, fire thrives from the cold.

After they've left, our brains speculate how that person is doing. Departure never really exists. It's almost like leaving a person ensures you'll always be with them. Hope I answered your question.

Mine for you: how is she?

Curiously,
KKF”
― Karl Kristian Flores, Cardiac Ablation

“You are the silence of my thoughts, the alleyways of my brain, the thought in between other thoughts that live, the space between every look I give. In split seconds of my mortality, there you are - my sweet neutrality.”
― Karl Kristian Flores, Cardiac Ablation

“Oh pillow, please continue to kiss my cheek round. I'll let you listen to my dreams to see the girl you'll never meet.”
― Karl Kristian Flores, Cardiac Ablation

“How can you make someone love you when they won't? And what if that person happens to be your mother?”
― Laura Wiess, Ordinary Beauty

“My affection for you is attached to whatever self I possess -- an inherent, eternal synchronization... an automatic response to living... transforming from hit to misses, from Ms. to Mrs...”
― Karl Kristian Flores, Cardiac Ablation

“I was just singing and you didn't need to sing back - but I caught you dancing.”
― Karl Kristian Flores, Cardiac Ablation

“Goodbye, but wave to me not! I cannot wallow seeing your hand unaccompanied, like an unclothed child deserving supplement.”
― Karl Kristian Flores, Cardiac Ablation

“Life would be enough to know what you do in a day.”
― Karl Kristian Flores, The Goodbye Song

“   That night I spent in turmoil. Fitfully, I slept, I woke up, I slept again, and every time I slept I kept on dreaming of Micòl.
   I dreamt, for example, of finding myself, just like that very first day I set foot in the garden, watching her play tennis with Alberto. Even in the dream I never took my eyes off her for a second. I kept on telling myself how wonderful she was, flushed and covered with sweat, with that frown of almost fierce concentration that divided her forehead, all tensed up as she was with the effort to beat her smiling, slightly bored and sluggish older brother. Yet then I felt oppressed by an uneasiness, an embittered feeling, an almost unbearable ache.”
― Giorgio Bassani, The Garden of the Finzi-Continis

“Seeing him loosen the tight grip of his palms sedates me again... seeing him grip it back in place,
tighter this time, writes me off again.”
― Niharika Sah, Closure

“Her daughter has not answered her phone in two days. And there is no way to know if the silence means that she has caught the sickness, or if it is only proof of the natural order of things: how parents are always so much more focussed on their children than the other way around.”
― Karen Thompson Walker, The Dreamers

“If only she would let me talk to her! I'm sure I could change her mind...That's what is needed, to change her mind. But how?”
― Marcel Pagnol, Jean de Florette & Manon of the Springs

“A pity that those two hearts were not on the same path; the more genuine they were, the more difficult it was for them ever to meet.”
― Wang Anyi, The Song of Everlasting Sorrow: A Novel of Shanghai

“Obviously...' she looked down at the tablecloth. 'I heard you were attached too.'
'I? Don't you believe it," said Tom heartily. 'I'm wedded to my work.”
― Barbara Pym, Less Than Angels