Write a story about unrequited love.

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“The Ways We Say 'I Love You'” by Erin Cashen

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Annie practically threw herself through the hospital room door. Leo was laying propped up, just slightly, in the bed, his golden curls matted to his forehead with sweat and blood. He turned to look at her and his face lit up in just that way that made him seem almost angelic. Blue eyes, golden curls, pale skin, and finely formed features. Sometimes she wondered if maybe he was an angel. Maybe that’s why his heart was constantly failing, he just didn’t belong to this world… “What are you staring at?” He laughed shakily and moved to the f...

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“My devilish love” by Efrat Rosen

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The more I think of her, the more I yearn for her. When she isn't by my side, I can't but see her even then. But when she is… oh, it's always much more perfect than my wildest imagination. And here she is, at my house, a glass of wine in her hands."Morgan, what you doing here, my dear?""Your stupid roommate is late again," she moves the glass in circles "Would you like to accompany, my darling?""Of course." I sat at the table in front of her without a second thought "How was your day?""As normal as it can be. Men pass by and see my chest rat...

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“A Sympathetic Interlocutor” by D.A. Cairns

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A Sympathetic InterlocutorbyD.A. Cairns Decorated was the word that first came to mind when he noticed her cheeks. Breaking eye contact only very briefly because he wanted to hold her gaze as long as possible, the strange patterns on her cheeks caught his attention. They might have been scars, burn scars or, had they been located somewhere else on her body, the kind of scars left after a surgical attempt to remove tattoos. The thought intrigued him and suspended the moment of greeting in time. Suddenly aware of her soft hand inside...

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“Friend-Zoned at Work” by Chastity Rylan

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My heart flutters. The butterflies in my stomach are going hectic. Palms clammy. Watching him walk through the aisles of the store, I feel myself smiling.“What are you smiling at?” Iphis jokes with me.“Not a thing.”“Manda I know you better than that.”“Damn it, I’m too high to think right now.”We both laugh as we go through the aisles.He presses his hands on my hips and guides me in front of him. Due to his height, he has to straddle me as he takes his steps. I wonder what people think when they see him and I walking through the store togethe...

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“The Cruelest Sting Of All” by Debra Caples

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Spring had arrived in Connecticut, Elspeth’s favorite season. A long, cold winter hadn’t helped her condition at all. Said condition had always puzzled her. What exactly was “a wasting disease?” No mystery to her, seeing as the affliction was hers. She knew the outcome, the pains, the limitations, but what was the cause? What, if anything, could be done about it? Old Dr. Norris here in Hambleton had urged Mother and Father to take her to New Haven where he assured them the most up-to-date medical help could be found. They discovered nothing....

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“Dawn of Womanhood ” by Audrey Friesen

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Felicity sat on Grammy's porch swing, her head cupped in her hands. The softly scented breezes rippled the sparkling waters of the ocean. Sunny rays spilled over her golden hair and pooled around her bare feet. She gazed out over the quiet village street and marveled at the lovely day that God created. She was blessed to live in this quaint, old village by the sea where her Scottish ancestors settled years ago. There was something so steadfast about this village. It had stood the test of time and hadn't changed much in the process. With all ...

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“Train of Thought” by Christine Hungerford

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Silla hopped aboard the Warrensburg train at the last minute. She could not miss her trip to her best friend’s house. Silla was going there, she knew, as the short and shaggy-haired woman sat down with her small leather purse on a chair opposite the closing train doors, to discuss Bob’s love for her but her disinterest in him. He genuinely loved her. Even expressed that he had worked up the courage to possibly date her and even propose to her soon. However, Silla had politely declined, but she had been doing so for long enough. Bob just need...

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“Crossroads Under the Oak” by Maia Tamlin

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As he took another drag of the cigarette comfortably sitting between his strong fingers his eyes seemed to glaze over. The moment the hot flame had kissed the tip of his cigarette he had made sure to move a meter away from me, making sure the smoke and its foul smell would not reach my nose. Of course, at this point, I didn’t care. I’d gotten used to the scent it was all around him. His chequered shirt I had borrowed that one time, his entire room, but worst was his bag. It reeked more than I was comfortable with still. He brought it everywh...

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“Love Story” by Andrew Fletcher

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I have never felt worthy of the love of others. I’m not sure why. I came from a warm and loving home but I never thought that I would find my one true love. Before my parents died and left me alone, they’d always tell each other the story of how they met and fell in love. It was as though they were telling each other for the first time with me listening in beside them. The dramatic retelling was like a beautiful love story coming alive on stage. It always made my heart ache, because I never thought I’d get to do the same with a wife of my ow...

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“The Grim Reaper Has Feelings Too” by Mikayla Mislak

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The first time I saw him, I really wanted to kill him. Unfortunately for me though, it wasn’t his time yet, far from it actually. He was twenty-nine and due to live until he was ninety-three, quite old for a human. Of course, I’d been around since the dawn of time and sixty-four years was about a blink of an eye for me (well, if I had eyes that is), but still! I knew these next sixty-four years would be agonizingly long, especially if Mother Time played another trick on me. I saw him first when I was in a nursing home in a place the humans ...

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“Just Out Of Reach” by Mattilyn O'Farrelly

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He watched her from afar, he was silent always silent. She was beautiful and full of light, her touch was warm always warm. But he was never able to touch her, she was always just out of his reach and no matter how badly he wanted to be able to hold her in his arms, she was always gone before he could even try. It was rare but there were times when he got a small look into what it would be like to be able to touch her, though it was nothing more than a hint of a feeling. Those were the times when he could finally happily bask in her light an...

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“Reminisce in Sorrow” by Melida Tham

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I just woke up from my 3rd nap today, when I decide to look through the attic for any memories that I might still remember. As I walked up the stairs leading to the attic, I realized that I had forgotten to take my medication. Before continuing with my story, my name’s Athena Scott, named after the Greek Goddess because of a story that my parents told me. When I was 4, I cut open my Ken doll’s head and tried to fit Barbie in it because I was so obsessed with how Athena was born.I am 67 years old, and have been given around 2 weeks left becau...

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“Jacuranda Hill” by Carolyn Bayne

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It was a Saturday morning, the birds singing in the trees, as he walked tirelessly across the pasture, thinking of allsorts in his head. He just finished the last drag of his cigarette before returning back to the house to finish packing. It was the day they were moving, away from England and going abroad for the first time.His job took him to many places, sometimes, he hardly had the chance to spend time with his family. The lucky break came when the company he worked for, were relocating to the Caribbean. He ...

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“Is Love Real?” by Alex Lee

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Anna was a petite, blonde haired 17 year old girl. Most people would think she would be popular but those assumptions were false. Anna loved being by herself. In fact she spent all of her time reading and writing books. She grew up in a broken household. Her father walked out on her mom when she was five years old. One day she was walking to class and she meet eyes with the star football player. His name was Josh and he had a girlfriend. His girlfriend was the head of the cheerleading team and was the most popular person in school. Anna's lo...

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“Almost” by Dana Bazel

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There she was. She came back home early again that day. I greeted her at the front door, but I was ignored like every other day. My only wish was for her to look at me. Even once. Even for a second. That was all that I wanted. She walked past me and threw herself onto my—hers now—couch. I sat next to her, but she didn’t care. She closed her eyes, her breath slow. Her face was now free from all stress from work, calm and relaxed like a refreshing end to the day. &nbsp...

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Write a story about unrequited love.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 60 stories

“The Ways We Say 'I Love You'” by Erin Cashen

“My devilish love” by Efrat Rosen

“A Sympathetic Interlocutor” by D.A. Cairns

“Friend-Zoned at Work” by Chastity Rylan

“The Cruelest Sting Of All” by Debra Caples

“Dawn of Womanhood ” by Audrey Friesen

“Train of Thought” by Christine Hungerford

“Crossroads Under the Oak” by Maia Tamlin

“Love Story” by Andrew Fletcher

“The Grim Reaper Has Feelings Too” by Mikayla Mislak

“Just Out Of Reach” by Mattilyn O'Farrelly

“Reminisce in Sorrow” by Melida Tham

“Jacuranda Hill” by Carolyn Bayne

“Is Love Real?” by Alex Lee

“Almost” by Dana Bazel

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