Write a story about unrequited love.

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“What Dead Songbirds Sing” by Sofia Lago

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Toma discovers her childhood swing on the Sunday after she returns to Shiloh. It hangs limply from the cherry tree’s branch, creaking as it sways in the May afternoon. Around it, the grass is so tall it nearly hides the wooden plank from view. She knows it’s Sunday because she hears the church bells from the direction of town where the fisherfolk live, rolling up the inlet with high tide the way it did when she was young. My Dearest, she imagines writing as she sits. Splinters poke through her nightdress. The rope’s green now. The wood’s mak...

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“If Wishes Were True, You'd Love Me, Too” by Christa Logue

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The boy I like has dark hair, hazel eyes, and a nice tan. His voice is deep and melodic. The sound of it sends chills racing down my spine. My heart always skips a beat when I hear his voice in the hallway outside our classroom and know that he is about to walk inside.I hear his voice in the hallway now and toss open a book on my desk, pretending to be busy. Pretending that I don't notice him as he strides into the room and slides into the chair next to mine. His cologne is light and subtle. I enjoy smelling it. It's soothing somehow.“Mornin...

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“Thorns” by Maddie Logemann

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It was a tragic love after all, for him to end up lifeless in her arms. Blood was still warm on her lips, slick between her fingers, and it stained such a beautiful shade, like mulberry wine. It was easy to see why, without out it pulsing through his veins, beneath his skin, he had turned such an ugly, pallid grey. Still, that did little to dim her feelings, so she pressed a kiss to his cold cheek, leaving a stain behind, an eternal mark of her love, smeared in crimson blood across his face. That was after, though, and before was alway...

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“Quit You” by Kelly Josephs

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At thirteen years old Calvin realises he feels something new for his best friend. Logically, he knew it was a crush, but that didn’t make it any less weird. He had never really experienced a crush before, of course he had noticed attractive people before, but he had never really felt anything more than mild appreciation for their good looks.Calvin watched his best friend from a distance. It was in that moment that he realised; he didn’t like this feeling at all. He felt gross and weird. It felt wrong to be romantically and physically attract...

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“Quid Pro Quo ” by Ryan Lieb

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“Tell me something you’ve never told anyone before.” James had never been good at thinking on his feet, and he was completely unprepared for the question. He had been focusing most of his attention on trying not to stare at Brie’s ass as she attempted to balance on the wooden barrier lining the sidewalk, while simultaneously asking himself questions like is this a date? Should I grab her hand? When do I make the move? It occurred to him that her soliciting such personal information from him might just be the sign he needed, but when th...

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“Rose” by M Storey

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The sun sank behind darkening mountains, finally allowing the hot earth to rest from another day of having all color baked to brown in the harsh desert. Around the shadowed peaks a white canvas was stretched where purples and pinks and oranges birthed a living painting in the clouds. For just a moment the sky gifts the desert beige with beauty impossible to capture and impossible to keep beyond the few moments where sun and cloud and chance align and hypnotize whatever eyes happen upon it until darkness encroaches and all that remains is dar...

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“Bum Note” by Matt Strempel

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Coffee cup in hand, James MacFarlane took his regular seat as the morning played out before him. His bench in the north-western corner of Hyde Park afforded him a princely view of the fountain glistening in the morning sun. Surrounded by the giant guardians of the parklands, the ancient fig trees, he observed the morning rituals of those still chained to the hamster wheel from which he had long-since escaped. He smiled as they scurried hither and thither to attend a meeting they were late for, submit a report overdue, attend a review with th...

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“Time of Plenty” by Jessica C

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A timid morning sun shows its first signs of arrival now, highlighting the blank sky with traces of gold. The stars have nearly disappeared, ready to retire, another night’s work nearly complete. This is the place where the evening meets the daylight, conversing with one another without any expectation. Soon it will be full dawn, but for now the world sleeps soundly beneath a blanket that the two skies have woven together. There is a house discreetly nestled between earth and sky. Slightly overgrown and shabby, it stands ...

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“Echoes” by Kate Seger

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I remember the way sunlight splashed across his face when first I saw him, dappling it with shadow. We were in this very forest, amidst these same stands of fir and pine that have swathed Mount Kithairon since the first days. This vale, alas, is a cursed place. A beautiful place, but cursed all the same, for Hera stole my words and sequestered me here as punishment for my lust. Never mind that it was Zeus who forced himself upon me. I was an Oread... treacherous seduction was bred into my immortal blood. Who would believe that I was not...

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“Gala Night” by Arthur Tiberio

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The air before me had a lonely scent, quite contrasting with my surroundings, and when I closed my eyes I knew the Phantom. Its voice? As it ever was, I think – a ponderous melody not entirely unlike my own tremulous cords. The notes thrummed inside my head, awakening in somber neurons, and a bit of my hatred and sorrow ebbed from thoughts of Her and marched soldier-like to this new intruder. “I told you not to return.” Fear shook my resolve, and was met with a fiery grin. “I do not obey you. I obey only myself. And though I am, in a fashion...

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“LIES” by Joy Lee

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"Kill him, Mark" Shots were fired endlessly and soon the screen blacked out and said 'YOU LOSE.'"Damn it Mark! We lost, again" Lisa shook her head. Glaring at Mark she thought of just about 100 different ways she could mess his so called 'fabulous' hair when suddenly everything turned black except a few bright red spots seen through the openings of the hands. She immediately knew who it was."Tern can you stop covering my eyes.... I promise I'll try not to kill your best friend if you do." Soon enough he did. She turned around to face him and...

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“The Painful Truth” by Christine Anikpeh

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Fourteen years later, sitting in the same café were they had met with her four year old daughter Lisa who was focused on using her tongue to catch the cherry on the large glass of butter pecan and strawberry ice cream in front of her, Maya sighted him at the far end of the café, the one that got away. Her eyes took him all in, he hadn’t changed; he was still the most gorgeous man she ever laid eyes on. Then she noticed him reach across on the other side of the table to kiss another, almost as gorgeous as him, dressed almost like him, spottin...

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“Unrequited College Love” by Shiy Selvy

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I was fresh out of high school, not too fresh I guess because I was headed off to college. I had said my goodbyes to my parents tears filling my eyes. I knew I had to go but I wasn’t ready to leave my whole childhood. Thankfully I had my best friend with me, we were both heading to college in New York. I was a 5’2 light skinned with brown eyes and long curly hair, and my best friend was about 5'3 dark skinned with brown eyes and curly short light brown hair. As we stepped off the plane I could feel the wind brushing against my skin and throu...

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“I Once Was Me” by Cora R

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I was once me.I am not anymore.It is strange, not to be yourself any longer.But that is what happens when you crash to the earth, your wings pulled from your back, bleeding, slightly feathered strips of skin and bone all that’s left.I once had wings.I was once an angel-kin.I was once a princess.I once was me.I am not anymore.I am this.This wingless, horrible thing.A girl who can walk on clouds because she was born to, but cannot get to them. A girl who had wings, but cannot soar as she used to. All because of her father.Ah, yes. My fath...

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“Hard To Let Go” by Amber Eccles

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Andy's POVMikey and I have been dating ever since Mikey joined the band. At first, our relationship was filled with love and happiness. Both of us were truly happy. We couldn't live without each other.I could still remember when he asked me out for the first time.I was led down with my head on Mikey's lap. It had been a few weeks since he began trialling, and we had become really close. So close that I had started having feelings for him. I just loved being with him. He made me really happy, and all I wanted to do was call him my boyfriend."...

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Write a story about unrequited love.

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✍️ 60 stories

“What Dead Songbirds Sing” by Sofia Lago

“If Wishes Were True, You'd Love Me, Too” by Christa Logue

“Thorns” by Maddie Logemann

“Quit You” by Kelly Josephs

“Quid Pro Quo ” by Ryan Lieb

“Rose” by M Storey

“Bum Note” by Matt Strempel

“Time of Plenty” by Jessica C

“Echoes” by Kate Seger

“Gala Night” by Arthur Tiberio

“LIES” by Joy Lee

“The Painful Truth” by Christine Anikpeh

“Unrequited College Love” by Shiy Selvy

“I Once Was Me” by Cora R

“Hard To Let Go” by Amber Eccles

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